Deity, here me out.

Deity, here me out.

I know your plan is unknown,
I know everything that happens has a reason
I know my life wasn’t an exemption
In this platform right where I belong

I am once in love with the world
To its untold stories soon to unfold
Delighted with the sun that sets on its horizon
Amazed on how stars shine upon

I am once, but why am I still here?
Dwelling in a place I cannot understand clear
I am hurting, Why am I now in fear?
I am bleeding, Drowning in a sky of tears

As a pained liquid fell down from my left eye
Comes my woes and sighs
Realizing how my life was being controlled
By you-a Deity they once told

Begging, please don’t let me get attached
To what’s not meant for me anymore.
Don’t let me get attached
To something that’s being torn

Don’t let me suffer as if I’m never been wounded
Don’t let me choose things I’ll soon regret
Don’t let me hold on to what I need to let go of.
Don’t let me fight for what I need to release and hope

Do not let me desire what will eventually destroy me
Do not let me love those who will break my heart
Coz I know I get attached easily
and hold on to things tightly

So please don’t let my mind want things that I can’t handle
Don’t let my heart long for the ones who left.
Because I’m already tired of being a lonely moon
Tired of being the lyrics of a sad song

I’m already tired of crying
Tired of trying
A soul tired of hoping
Tired of everything

I’m already a lost soul
Please hear my tired self
Who couldn’t find its glow
A soul without a color on its own.

The Nervous System

I feel numb and tired.

I feel hopeless.

There is so much loud screams in my head every day.

And every night I have to endure terrible whispers.

I feel abandoned,

neglected and forgotten.

What do I live for?

What is my purpose?

Secretly struggling…

I don’t know who it was that has been contradicting me.

The one controlling me.

But I am tired of it all.

So so tired…

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Diary Nating Lahat

Noon, masulat lang natin sa papel ang ating nadarama, ayos na
Hindi na kailangan na ng mambabasa
Hindi na kailangan ng simpatya
At hindi na rin kailangan pusaan nila
Pero ngayon..

Sa pagpatak ng oras ay may nabubuong araw
At sa bawat araw na dumadaan ay may nabubuong buwan
At sa daming buwan na, na ating pinagsamahan
Ito na ang taon, ang pagkakataon, ang WI-FI kailangan laging naka-ON!
Kailangan na natin ng koneksyon!
Well, welcome sa makabagong mundo
Kung saan napakaliit ng ispasyo
Madaling makakita ng mga tao
Ultimo taga malayo maabot mo
Aba’y sobrang high tech na ng dayaring ito
Pero ang pinagkaiba nito sa noon
Wala nang privacy ang diary mo ngayon

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Sa Pagitan

Kung ang mga parte ng kalawakan ay patuloy sa paglago at marahang paglayo,
At ang lupa at kalangita’y hindi pa minsang pinagtatagpo
Sa umpisa,
Sa dulo
Paano tayo?
Paano tayong nasa gitna?
Sa pagitan ng hangganan at kawalan.
Pagtatagpuin kaya?
Maglalapit kaya?
Paglalapitin ngunit paglalayuin
Ipit sa pagitan ng “Sana” at “baka”
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Ako Naman

Nagmahal
Ngumiti
Pinaikot
Pinaasa sa matatamis na salita;
Nasaktan
Nagmahal
Nagmahal nang nagmahal,
Pagkatapos ay niloko
Hindi ka na natuto
Basa na ng luha ang mga pisngi’y ngumingiti ka pa rin,
Wasak na ay nagpapatuloy pa rin.
At ako nama’y nandito,
Walang magawa, wala.
Sabi mo kasi noo’y hayaan kitang sumaya
Hayaan kitang ngumiti sa tabi ng taong dahilan naman ng pagluha mo ngayon,
Umiyak,
Umiyak ng umiyak…
Pero nandito parin akong taga-salo mo
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Rogue Lips

Ah, my lips. My everlasting luscious lips. For a long time, I have longed to have my lips to be as red as the purest drop of blood. Something that even the Kardashians would envy of having.

It was Friday night. I was busy applying my make-up on my pretty face. Carefully, I put some lip-gloss on my lips, wanting them to be as shiny as polished ruby.
“Hey, gorgeous!” I said to myself as I puckered my freshly-glossed lips.

Suddenly, my phone rang. It was one of my girls calling.
“Hey, girl!” she said. “Where are you? We’re already in the club. Hurry up!”
“Yas, yas,” I said while wiping the excess lip-gloss from my lips. “The princess is almost done. Just applying some lipstick on my lips.”
“You always take a long time putting on some lipstick,” my friend complained. “Would ya hurry your ass up?”
“Fine, fine.”
Just as I was about to end the call, I noticed something sticking out of my lips. It was a bit of dry skin. Well, I don’t want anything sticking out of my lower lip, so I pulled it out. I know it’s just small, but damn, it hurts. It left a tiny wound on my lip, which also bled for a tiny amount. I don’t mind wiping it away if it makes my lips appear more reddish.

I hurried up and went to the club as soon as I finished putting on the last layer of my bloody red lipstick. I arrive at the nightclub after a 30-minute ride and joined up with my friends.
“Hey, gals!” I greeted with my hands raised to give them a hug. “The princess is here!”
We hugged and kissed each other’s cheeks as welcome. Each of us grabbed a drink and enjoyed the wild night beneath the darkness and the laser lights.
“What are we waiting for?” one of the girls said. “Let’s go get some boys!”
And in a moment, the night just went wilder than it already was.

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