Drowning In My Own Thoughts Mga Nobela at Kwento

Paano niya nagawa sa akin ‘to? Anger gives me the courage to drown myself in alcohol. Hindi ko na rin alam ang ginagawa ko basta ang alam ko ay gusto kong basagin lahat ng nakikita kong vases, mga plato, mga baso. My father and Vannezza are trying to stop me but I cannot stop, I can’t calm down. I just can’t! Naiinis ako sa sarili ko dahil wala akong nagawa at hinayaan kong iwanan ako nang ganun-ganun lang. “Zachne, stop it!”

His intentions may be sincere, but his sincerity is not the key to healing my old self. Mistakes are mistakes... And I'm afraid that it will continue to cycle through my life. He did it without hesitation, and he can do it again. "Fayra?! Open the door!" Mabilis akong napadilat kasabay nang paghingal kong umahon sa tubig. Kinapa ko ang sarili ko't nanginginig ang kamay na humawak sa pasimano ng bathtub. Did I just drown myself without noticing it?

I decided to jump and just drown to death, it'll be better than watching them stab me behind my back. Huminga ako nang malalim at ipinikit ang aking mga mata. Dahan-dahan kong inihakbang ang aking mga paa hanggang sa naramdaman ko nalang ang pagyakap ng tubig sa aking katawan. Few seconds after my fall, I was struggling to breathe, but I didn't care. Alam kong lumangoy pero anong silbi no’n kapag gusto ko na talaga?

Azithere's Point of View I have chosen to sink even though I can't swim. I have chosen to drown myself even though I don't want my life to be over. But I did not choose to be imprisoned in a pond alone in a solitary world. Should I escape right now? I can't even reach the surface. Should I really let myself into this mess? My wife. Where the hell are you? Pinagsusuntok,pinagsasampal at pinagbubuhusan ko ng malamig na tubig ang mga walanghiya kong tauhan.

Ganon ang nararamdaman ko. I was staring blankly at the pool area. Pwede bang lunurin ko na lang ang sarili ko? If I drown, I know hindi na ako sisikatan pa ng araw. Kung sarili ko lang ang iniisip ko ay matagal ko na dapat na kinitil ang buhay ko pero hindi. I still have Maxine. My source of strength.

Ipinahamak ko na naman ang sarili ko! Tuluyan na akong natakot at kahit anong pilit kong pagkalma sa sarili ko ay wala na. I am going to die because of drowning. I continue doing what I know I needed to do in this kind of situation. I used my arms to make me get up the water so I could still have some air. Ilang beses ko pang ginawa at nananalangin na maging okay ang right leg ko nang may humila sa akin. Trace! He didn’t leave me. Of course, why would he?

Tahimik ang buong silid pero ang dibdib ko'y parang may drum na tumutugtog. Pagkapasok sa banyo, binuksan ko agad ang shower. Hinayaan kong dumaloy ang malamig na tubig sa aking balat, hoping it would wash away not just the sweat, but also these... sinful thoughts. "Bakit ba ganito? Hindi naman dapat ako naaapektuhan ng ganito, pero bakit sa tuwing naaalala ko ang haplos niya, ang init ng kanyang mga labi..."

The demons of his past had risen to the surface, consuming his thoughts and driving him to the edge of reason. His fingers curled around the glass of whiskey, the burn of the alcohol a feeble attempt to quell the storm raging within his chest. The image of Summer and another man together was a thorn in his mind, a constant reminder of what he felt he had lost. He stared out at the vast expanse of his property, the darkness outside mirroring the shadows that had taken root within him.

I need a damn place where I can have a peace of mind. Everyday is tiring. Unti-unti akong nawawalan ng ganang makipag-usap sa kahit kanino. Ang interes ko sa ilang bagay ay naglalaho na rin. I feel like I’m losing everything again, even myself. I’m wasting my time just by laying in bed, cry at night, feed my mind with unhealthy thoughts, doing absolutely nothing until I fell asleep.

Her fingers found a way to claw his back through his shirt until she blindly felt it ripped. Umapaw ang tubig mula sa bathtub. Pinuno ng tunog ng tubig na humahampas sa kalamnan ang buong silid. Here is a man of more than six feet tall, drowning a woman of only five and some inches in a bathtub full of murderous water. ‘Dang it!’ Kimberly's brain was already hammering inside her skull. Every second passing by with her submerged under water was making her relive history. Flashes of images and scenes came playing inside her head painfully like they were being pulled out from a locked up side of her memory.