you are south
to someone who's facing you from the north.
you are east
to someone who's facing you from the west.
no matter the direction
they're facing you,
it'll always be different.
but you,
know that you're the center.
you are your own compass.
no matter the direction
you go,
always remember
that you are in the middle of it all.
Jul 7, 2021
Jul 7, 2021 at 11:25 AM UTC
i'm crying. i think the tears have been itching to get out of my eyes but here it is now. i'm crying.
i'm regretting. i think guilt has finally overcome my selfishness but here it is now. i'm regretting.
i'm breaking. i'd like to think that this is just my heart's way of peeling it's old skin. after all the old skin breaks, i'll come anew. but right now, i'm breaking.
but here we are now, i'm everything that i wish i wasn't but i'm going through this pain again that found me in the darkest alleyway of my heart. i thought i hid well, but here we are now.
i don't know how to end this. i'm just hurt. i miss him so much.
Jul 4, 2021
Jul 4, 2021 at 8:00 AM UTC
i've always been consumed
by my negative thoughts.
it's scary.
people see me as a mysterious person
but after the clock strikes 12,
the magic is gone.
you see the ***** clothes and rags...
everything is bad.
but im just wearing them.
i can take it off.
i can strip naked
leaving only my body: my vulnerability.
that's what i want to show,
but i think
this vulnerable body of mine
is too fragile
that once you embrace,
you can't let go
because the moment you do,
it crumbles.
Jul 3, 2021
Jul 3, 2021 at 1:14 AM UTC
why am i always attracted
to flames?
to ember?
to things
that are already burnt;
charred to the ground?
why is it every time
there’s a faint smell of smoke
lingering in a room
i try to find its source?
why is it that my lungs,
that are already damaged
from being suffocated,
begs to be filled
with smoke
again?
scars,
pulsing to the sound of embers
crackle and pop.
i shouldn’t be playing with fire.
i should’ve learned my lesson.
i should’ve stopped when i can
already feel my hands burning.
but why am i still trailing?
Jun 21, 2020
Jun 21, 2020 at 11:20 AM UTC
hindi ko alam saan magsisimula.
sa pagsulat ng ”tama na”,
sa paglakad sa kalsada,
o sa pagtipon ng mga tulad kong galit sa kanila.
saan ba ako magsisimula?
tama na. parang awa niyo na.
hindi ito tama, kaya tama na.
sa gitna ng mas malaking problema,
ito pa ang inyong inuna:
ang pagprotekta sa inyong mga buhay
na sadyang kay saya.
paano kami?
paano sila?
paano na ang mga taong lunod sa problema,
lunod sa sakuna?
hindi pa ba sapat ang paglunod niyo sa mga taong nagtangkang magsalita noon pa?
kung ako’y mawawala
dahil sa aking pagsalita,
sa aking paniniwala,
mga minamahal ko,
di bale nang ako ang mawala
kesa ang karapatan na dapat nasa atin pa.
Jun 3, 2020
Jun 3, 2020 at 8:53 AM UTC
i still carry
the scabs i picked
off the wound you
inflicted on me years ago
leaving it as open as the first time
you did it. see how my heart forgave
but never forgotten.
Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 12:35 PM UTC
if anything,
i forgive you.
i don’t care
if you’ve changed
or if you’re still
the same person
that broke me
years ago.
one thing’s for sure:
it’s not my job to trust you anymore.
Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 11:00 AM UTC
was hurting me —
leaving me for good,
enough for you?
did the skin of my former past self
that you demanded me to remove too early
enough to use as a bandage
for that someone who hurt you before me?
were my tears enough
to wash away your so called “sins”
and redeem yourself
from your self inflicted misery?
i know i was never enough for you.
that was the first thing i realized
when i saw the change of color in your eyes:
from dilated pupils to stares that were dry.
how could you say so much when all i heard was your sigh.
was hurting myself —
when i know you’re existence was no good,
enough for me?
Mar 29, 2020
Mar 29, 2020 at 12:26 PM UTC
huminga ka.
hindi porket nagparamdam siya,
susubukan mo kung may pag asa pa;
kung may natitira pa.
sa oras na ‘to na lahat ay magkakalayo,
na lahat ng tao’y may distansiyang higit sa isang metro,
isabay mo na rin ang puso mo.
di lahat ng bagay, may pagasang bumalik sayo.
Mar 25, 2020
Mar 25, 2020 at 9:06 AM UTC
i think
the city at night,
the views
from all the balconies
i’ve stayed and
stared at aimlessly,
knows me
more than
anything
and anyone
in this world.
Mar 8, 2020
Mar 8, 2020 at 2:09 PM UTC