fast, quite, sudden
my head plays a thousands thoughts
of the unreal, of the uncertain, of all of it
it occupies my days
both feels safe and unsafe to just suddenly
stop.
thinking.
for this is something uncommon to me
to my everyday which occupies my days
conscious, too conscious?
anxious, over the top.
i need to remind myself that's what's in my head
is just in my head
to release and appease
i will try each day

it feels like I've left a soul that speaks my mind
I have been juggling too many on one plate
a plate smaller than my fears, how much I am able to consume, and how much of it can hold
a wide screen television envelops a lot of places, faces and unending staircases
'one step at a time' is nowhere to be found when I got caught up with I'm not sure if still mine
mine to bear, mine to feel, mine to keep
to let go of even that's mine is such a test of time
quantifiable, disclosing dates and how many hours per day
with documentation being necessary
I wish that what's undocumented and forever changing inside you heals you as well, that like any other, we can surrender to our self
to feel safe and be heard
and in our thoughts, may we find what isn't really ours
and to just consider it fleeting, midair
like the fallen leaves, let the wind send it away

Pagbangon ko sa umaga
Nakita ko ang iyong mga matang
Nakapikit pa sapagkat mahaba ang ating naging gabi
Puno ng pagmamahal at mangilan-ngilang pagbusisi
Kung gigising ako araw-araw sa piling mo
Mahal, magiging sapat ang lakas kong
Lumaban sa ano mang unos at pighati
Totoo, sigurado at nagbabakasakaling
Mabigyan ng pinakamatagal na panahong
Makasama ka, ako'y makakaahon

i like that we're on the same page
at the same time
the part where i read
you said the next line
our eyes met
you asked for a name
i wouldn't say much
until you said the same
from all the chapters
i hope one day,
with your name as the title,
you'll read mine

"The night was dark blue
Drenched in pink
With rays of silver
And a moon too bright",
That's what you said to me
For I never knew how to describe it
Who cares how much of the stars aligned
When the wind was blowing the ashes from our steps
It could have been miles but we were no more than 5 inches apart
And as time passes, I can barely understand the words from your voice
I didn't need any mountain or the waves of oceans
I was only looking at you