Words from Alyssa

When the time for closure reopens its doors, I can see you standing right by the frame as you slowly make your way over to me and uttering words of despair and agony. You say you didn't wish for any of this to happen but how selfish of you to want to end it. That should have been my call the way you barged into my life. All my anger and sadness are now being written in the form of art and without any idea of these words reaching you. You do not know how many times I had heard you saying to trust you and when I did you have shown me the very reason I hesitated in the first place. I had given you my heart and you have broken it into pieces. Shards of glass that can't be replaced. The commitment we made to one another was supposed to show loyalty and love but instead, it turned out to be temptation and confusion. I made it too easy for you and you have completely trampled on what we were building as a means to save yourself. Maybe if I wasn't that easy and I could have communi...

Love running around Wondering where it went wrong  It still feels  alive. Written by Alyssa Chin  

You are a beautiful story that I wish to explore You shine brighter than any diamond that I have ever laid my eyes on  I never want to lose you to the negativity of this world I will work for you, and I will do my best to stand by your side  To you, I give this commitment that even through the hardest times I will only look to you  I will look to you, and I will always keep you close even when miles apart  I promise that this relationship we have begun will blossom We will be together throughout all seasons I have an endless supply of love that I will provide you  Because you are someone I wish to completely fill with it  You have only crossed the starting line and there is an abundance that will be given  You went from being the boy that said I was pretty to being one of my main priorities  And I promise you until whenever we can't be by each other's side anymore  I promise you that until then I will fight for you I will win your heart over ...

I adore the moon  It is very beautiful He is like the moon. Written by Alyssa Chin Photo Credits:  https://www.flickr.com/photos/cosmicweb/

She's dying, She's dying, and no one's seeing. Her mere esse is fading away and no one is there to hold onto her. Everyone is leaving and everyone's already gone. She's slowly losing who she is. Her fragile and shattered heart, how much worse could it get. Receiving all the hate and the so-called love. Everyone abandoned the tattered doll. She was pretty but not for long. She can't scream nor can she cry because she has to uphold the values of being perfect. She's bruised but on the inside, her escape has become her demise. She can't see what she needs to, it's clouded by the hurt and pain caused by the people who loved her. Her hair is neatly done and dressed to perfection yet no one sees the scar running across her esse. It's piercing deeper and she can't stop it because you need to bear it to be perfect. Knowing that it'll end soon, she's holding on but struggling to. She's in a dark place, isolated and in fear because she does...

I want you to read me like poetry, the same as  how you write scripts  I want you to see me like how you look at your inspiration I want you to crave me like how you desire music I want you to think of me like how thoughts pop into your head I want you to feel me like how pain envelopes a broken heart  I want you to touch me like how the clothes wrap around your body The way you caress and carefully touch me like something sacred Your undying affection and praise of adoration  Makes me recall how gentle kisses are supposed to be made How intimate they are to be felt  Your promises like strings holding on  With the most robust sense of determination, you show no fear Deeply rooted and hidden by the concrete feeling and thickening yearning You, my love, make it bearable and unbearable to be here The times of change and winds of encouragement He is making me love me for me Every time he compliments my eyes or my smile or my hair Just telling me that I'm beauti...

Jesus speak within me Let your mercies and grace abide in me Speak within me  Unleash your never-ending love within me Show me your way, and the path I shall take to get to you Surround me with love All from above  And make it that I understand you I trust in your word And all the things you have done  Speak within me Let your goodness overflow  On this journey, I shall go  While I praise your sweet name Speak within me Control the thoughts in my head And the words that'll be said  I give my life for you  With everything I do I rely on you  To speak within me. Written by Alyssa Chin

An ounce of myself is what leads to every aspect of myself. I have now returned to the feelings of confusion and devastation though it was mainly erased by the illusion of time. It has found itself creeping up the path that I had illuminated and seems to want to cover it with lies and deception, created under the false pretense of my alternate state of being. I can't possibly understand to the full extent of what makes me whole and who makes me complete but if not myself then who could ever understand the paradox of being a paradox. Stating what I am compromised of and knowing what I'm made of contradicts the idea of me actually discerning my innermost self. I don't know how to express the vulnerability of being able to engage in the facets that intrigue me. I can't explicitly comprehend my little knowledge of the thoughts that incessantly corrupt my internal consciousness. Still, I have been able to recognize the fact that my external consciousness has taken every bit ...