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MM Oct 2018
One two three four
How many slaps more?

Five six seven eight
Are my bruises enough yet?

Nine ten eleven
Keep it quiet, do not comment

Twelve thirteen
Does he have to hit me until fifteen?

Fourteen fifteen sixteen
Keep counting, no one is listening

Seventeen Eighteen
Violence and abuse, it kept coming

Nineteen Twenty
Defending myself, standing strongly

Keep counting 'til a hundred
No one believed what I said

Keep counting 'til another hundred
Maybe they'll listen when I'm dead
MM Oct 2018
Some days you just want to give up on humanity.

But then again, I realized that the moment enough people start believing that humanity is beyong saving is the moment we really are doomed.

Isn’t that how evil triumphs?
By making you believe that there isn’t any good left in the world?
By making you feel that there is no way out of the darkness?
By dividing us into units of insecure people willing to tear each other apart?

Evil will only win if we let it.
Divided is what we will be, only if we let it.

Together, we can still save humanity.
Only together, so, shall we?
MM Oct 2018
I want to be your yes in maybe
To be your constant in temporary
To be your color in monochromatic
To be your everything in empty

I want to be your warrior in battles
To be your music in silence
To be your light in darkness
To be your love in loneliness,
in happiness
MM Oct 2018
Never let strangers crash your bed
Just because you cannot sleep alone
Never confuse love with loneliness

Never let comfort be misinterpreted with infatuation
Just because you are too insecure
Never confuse love with loneliness

Never let uniformity force you into compliance
Just because you are scared of not falling into society’s standards
Never confuse love with loneliness

Never let anyone tell you when you should be ready
Never let people dictate what your life should be
Never let society convince you that you aren’t worthy
Never let them make you feel any less happy

It’s always better to be certain
Never confuse love with loneliness
MM Oct 2018
Salamat sa hinanakit
Salamat sa sakit
Salamat sa pait
Natuto akong muling kumapit
Ang mga paa ko ay muling lumapit
At natutunan ko na sa tamang tao, ako ay sasapat

Hindi kailangang ipilit
O sa mabubulaklak na salita ang dila ay magkapili-pilipit
Iaaalay nang buo ang marami pang tula at awit
Sa tamang tao, ako ay sasapat

Hindi na hadlang ang agwat
Mas pinatunayan na walang mahirap basta’t tapat
Ngayon ay maiaalay na ang mga sulat
Sa tamang tao, ako ay sasapat

Hindi kami apat
Walang mga kaibigang sa pagtatago at panloloko’y kasabwat

Malilimot na ang hinanakit
Mapapawi na ang sakit
Mawawala na ang pait

Dahil sa tamang tao, ako ay sasapat
MM Oct 2018
Sige lang
sanay na ako sa tunog ng mga paang papalayo
sa mga kamay na basta na lamang bumibitaw
sa mga pangako ng pagbabalik na walang katotohanan
sa mga bagay na hindi kayang panindigan

Sige lang

Baka hindi naman masama ang muling pagguho
MM Oct 2018
When we say we hate the rain,
We do not hate the droplets on our window panes
Nor the showers coming from the clouds
But the memories they bring

When we say we hate the rain,
We do not mean the cold
Nor the misty mornings
But the reminder that there is no more warmth to run into

When we say we hate the rain,
We do not mean the waterworks and spectacle
Nor the foggy surroundings
But the inner storm within us
silenced by the rain pouring,
by the storms brewing

We do not hate the rain
We hate the way it makes us feel
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