pilit ****
iginuhit ang mga
ngiti sa aking labi
kirot at hapdi sa
puso ko'y pilit
**** ikinubli
saksi ang kwerdas
ng iyong gitara
kung pa'no ****
ako'y napasaya
sa mga musikang
liriko'y animo'y asin
sa sugat--masakit
ngunit ito'y aking
kinakaya.
saksi ang langit
kung paano mo
akong inayos at binuo
sa isang iglap
basag mo din akong
iniwan--ika'y lumayo
hindi ko man magawa
nais kong tumakbo
'pagkat puso ko'y umasa
sa pagibig ****
yun pala'y balat-kayo.
ginoo, kung ako'y
iyong sasaluhin at
pagkatapos ay
bibitawan lang rin
mabuti pang ako'y
'wag mo ng gambalain
'wag mo na ring tuksuhin
at sarili kong sugat
ay magisa kong
paghihilumin ng sa
gayon sarili ko muna ang
sisikapin kong mahalin.
—thana evreux
Dec 6, 2020
Dec 6, 2020 at 11:36 PM UTC
you painted red on my lips
wider than my mouth,
reeking with insecurities
you pulled my teeth out.
you wiped my gushing tears
put mascara on my eyes,
pouring envy you stapled them
and bleed my ears with lies.
you tied a blue ribbon on my dress,
swore darkness in between my hands.
scathing my heart with loneliness,
you clipped strings on my arms and legs.
when the spotlight unfolds the curtains
a wild puppet show, their clap and cheers—
burried the screams of my agony and pain.
all they see on me was a smile from afar,
blinding flashes of camera hides all my scars.
after my tickets got sold—i surrendered
writing death on my palms, and when
i kissed the tip of blade with my wrist
that’s when i finally found my peace.
for you are a foe disguised as my friend,
and the death of me will be your only end.
a friend or a foe, 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧.
Dec 6, 2020
Dec 6, 2020 at 11:35 PM UTC