Sunday, August 14, 2016

Tracy's First Hanoi Adventures ( Winter 2016)


March 26 - 30, 2016
Tracy in Hoàn Kiếm
Hanoi,Vietnam


Tracy in Hanoi 2016 Series (Winter Part 1)March 28, 2016 ~ I wanted to take a selfie by this very "Chung King Express"-feels eatery before I cross the street... Nothing I'm so bad at selfie sticks hahahahaha!
Hey!!! Enough of those weird cryptic drama of my life. Pardonne Moi! Hello, I'm back!! It's time to start anew and tell the world of my new adventures! Enough of that break-up drama and brooding over my life. But hey, bite me! I needed to mourn for that entirely but here I am now with a new beginning! Yehey!

Monday, July 04, 2016

Indifferent Apologies

You have apologized to me
Several million times
Although I wonder why
It doesn't feel right

I never felt you meant it well
I never felt anything from you at all

But here I am continuing to fall
In a deep hole you left me from
Why must it be me?

Who should I take all defeats?
Why must you all run away in a fleet?
Why must I be left behind?
Why must I endure this lonesome plight?



Ask me not but answer me

Tuck my hair behind my ear
Tell me smart things I want to hear
Don't shout and boss me around
Don't cage I can't be bound
I'm sorry I am afraid
To say no and refuse your trade
I falter and get so weak
I'm lonesome in my lowest peak
I grasp air in a sinking ship
Hold my hand let's take a trip
Don't come near me you vicious beast
My weakness is not your feast
I'm not gonna harm you that I'm sure
I just want your comfort a fleeting cure


This I wrote for y'all
I'm too afraid to make my calls
Please don't ask me what I can't say
But please answer me if I may?

~July 3, 2016, Ask me not but answer me

I am literally addressing several people in this. Because I'm too scared to face you all. Waouh, Tracy = scared? That's new!





Thursday, June 09, 2016

What a Diff'rence A Day Made ~ Dinah Washington


What a Diff'rence A Day Made
Dinah Washington


What a diff'rence a day made

Twenty-four little hours
Brought the sun and the flowers
Where there used to be rain
My yesterday was blue, dear
Today I'm part of you, dear
My lonely nights are through, dear
Since you said you were mine
Lord what a diff'rence a day makes
There's a rainbow before me
Skies above can't be stormy
Since that moment of bliss, that thrilling kiss
It's heaven when you, find romance on your menu
What a diff'rence a day made
And the difference is you

You made my "future wedding songs" that I've burned few months ago... But this song is so lovely that I can revive that list once again.

Wednesday, June 08, 2016

Tracy in Hanoi

So this happened over the second quarter of 2016...
March 28, 2016 ~ I wanted to take a selfie by this very "Chung King Express"-feels eatery before I cross the street... Nothing I'm so bad at selfie sticks hahahahaha!
Waouh, it's been a while. I can't believe it's already June half of 2016 has passed. Can't stay too long here, I just want to say hello to my dearest blog. I have not forgotten you...I had just been busy over the past few months writing in my journals manual style. Please don't be jealous, we will have our time. 

So this happened over the transition of Winter/Spring (March 2016)... Yes. I went to Hanoi, Vietnam for reasons that I can't explain in one sentence. Harhar.

Then... I went to Hanoi again over Spring (May 2016)!!

May 23, 2016 ~ I'm standing in this spot like a wifi squatter haha. I'm waiting for my UBER motor to take me to fabric market. #ootd #outfitsoftracydizon

This is my favorite selfie for this trip!! Ganda Ko Lang mamalengke Lang naman! LOL!!

What a good time to be alive and discovering the world. More updates soon!



Saturday, April 16, 2016

Grey Prey

There's black
There's white
But you cannot
Always choose sides

You may just settle
With what's there
An area which seems
Unfair

There's Gray
Or tainted white
You may also call it
"Not-so-right"

You can call it
Faded black
Jaded area
With loopholes
And cracks

~April 15, 2009 3.45 hours~



Un-Masochista Intima

Un-Masochista Intima

As I got bitterer I learned
To fight back
No more underdog dilemmas
I learned to attack

No more martyr momma
No more crying mantras
No more masochistic drama
Un-masochista Intima

Underneath my brutal
Hazy past
I learned how to handle
To make things last
To quit while I'm ahead
I'll be gone before
You make your bed

Easily a prey came after another
Their feelings don't even bother
Enjoying uncommitted moments together
I learned the art of un-serious-matters
Then came the month of November
How it started I cannot remember

A bit haze and clouded judgment
I'm a prey I didn't intend
What happened came so fast
I was left in this confusing vast
With black-outs and shaded memory
What happened was far less than fantasy
But all was a heap of burdened misery

Hazy.

Hazy.

Hazy.

It's suddenly became your word against me
I cannot bring myself to deny me
To purge myself and save thee
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
All I know now is to, first, love me.
From the masochistic old me,
I became opposite of me.


- Friday, December 24, 2010


P.S.

I'm so amazed I saw this draft in my FB Notes Drafts, thanks to this new FB format again... But I'm amazed that I wrote this poem roughly three years ago. Amazeballs. Haha!



Thursday, April 14, 2016

Open my soul and see what's inside.

Open my soul and see what's inside.
See my battle scars and my mending broken heart.
Open my soul and see what's inside.
Feel my pain. Feel my pain. Feel my pain.

Open my soul and see what's inside.
Vacated by the turmoil and distress.
Open my heart and see what's inside.
An empty numbed heart.

Open my soul and see what's inside.
Please take time to stay for a while?
Open my soul and see what's inside.
Perhaps let's fix and mend my pride?


Cold Turkey





Just feeling a little low... 
My Pixie dusts dying glow
Impeding my feelings is suffocating my breath.
Displaced passion is greatness unmet.
Restraining myself darkly dims my shine.
Wish I can shake it off and I'd be just fine. 
I crave for you like a bad addiction. 
Why must we stop our undeniable connection?
You make me write the sweetest words
You make me paint the best memories I've known.
You bring me the most overwhelming feelings bursting with no regrets
I'd jump seas for you in a bet 
Our is a connection of unexpected perfect bliss 
Why can't we just burn and take the risk!
You make smile the best smiles I've placed
How can perfection as ours can be replaced?
Greedy over intense blissful emotions
You know we both want more than just a fleeting sensation. 
I feel slowly deflating as I feel you pulling away.
Why can't we just keep us and stay? 
Everything ends as you said
Can't we just have more time extend?
And these words I've already said...
But I'm in this cold turkey until I let it end...

- March 21, 2016 15:36, The time you just dropped me


Pixie's Swan Song

Manic pixie dream girls cries with cute pixie dusts tears. ✨
✨Keep the spark burning,


Some glows are fleeting,
Like a shooting star in the sky.
I want my glow longer but
I can't fly to high.
Straddling a leap to put 
out a smile.
Exhausted inside untamed 
in hostile.

- February 29, 2016 The day we expired