The Birth of my Sanctuary

sanc·tu·ar·y
1. a shelter from danger or hardship
2. A place of refuge or asylum.

From the definition of sanctuary given above, you'll might as well have an idea why i gave birth to this blog.

"hear me, i want to speak
listen to me talk
or better yet not
for what i might say is just non-sense
blabber as you might see it
but these words mean much to me
for these words
are what defines me.."


There are just times when you need to voice out what you feel., you need to have an outlet to pour your emotions into. Listening ears sometimes are just not enough to satisfy this need. You want to talk, yet you don't want others listening. You want to speak, but you don't want anyone to hear you.

Pen and paper, or should i say a keyboard and a text area, seems the appropriate other way to get around this feeling.

"..thoughts overflow my mind
the brain offers such a tiny space
words just seep out through my head
Sometimes there are just too many things to say,
too many words to speak,
but these words just go to waste.
You speak, you talk
without thinking of the importance
of what your words wants to say."

This will not only serve as an outlet. This will be an extension of my memory. The brain will run out of space, and surely push out some memories to make space for new ones. Some of theses memories you want to cherish, but won't be able to if the mind throws it out of its storage.

"today, a new world of me is born
a world where i can wander freely,
and roam around in liberty
speak of what i want to speak,
and say what i want to say
i won't care what others will see of me
coz this world will be my refuge
my sanctuary..."