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brian bernales Jul 2015
Hindi porket hindi ko sinabing mahal pa kita
Wala na akong nararamdaman
Pwede naman kasing hindi lang ako sumagot
Dahil ayoko ng balikan ang nakaraan
Easy lang
Wag kasing assuming
  Jul 2015 brian bernales
Peanut
Ayoko nang bumalik sa reyalidad,
Bagamat naroon ang mga taong
Nanakit sa akin.

Ayoko nang bumalik sa reyalidad,
Dahil sawa na akong masaktan ng
Paulit - ulit.

Dito na lang ako sa aking mundo,
Mundong aking nilikha,
Mundong kung saan ako ay masaya,
Dahil ako lang ang naghahari,
Naghahari at nag-iisa.

Ngunit kahit ako ay nag iisa,
Ang mundo ko rin ay para sa iba
Para sa kagaya ko na nagdusa sa isinumpang reyalidad

Malaya kang makakapasok sa aking mundo,
Malayang gawin ang lahat,
Bagamat hindi kita sasaktan,
Malaya karing makakalabas sa aking mundo,
Kung balak **** subukan ulit ang reyalidad,
At pag ikaw ay nasaktan muli,
Bukas parin ang aking mundo,
Upang may masilungan, may maiyakan

Basta ipangako mo lang sa akin,
Wag mo rin sana ako saktan,
Ang mundo ko ay sa iyo rin,
Sa iyong-iyo nang walang hanggan.
Ikaw, gusto mo ba sa aking mundo? Tara!
Para sa taong inapi ng reyalidad
Alam ko naman kung ano ang patutunguhan.
Ngunit paano makararating kung ang bawat hakbang ay mas mabigat pa sa mga delubyong pasan?
  Jul 2015 brian bernales
christine
If I were to collect all the tears I've shed it would be enough to fill a bucket to pour over my head for all the stupid mistakes I've made

It would be enough to fill a bath tub to soak into for all the days I got tired of getting tired

It would be enough to turn into the ocean that I will drown into for all the times I've decided I'm done

If I were to collect all the tears I've shed it would not be enough to fill a body that is fulfilled enough to go through the day

It would not be enough to be a river that will keep flowing and can keep up with the current

I would never have enough tears that can turn into the sea that can wash me away and bring me ashore,
back to where I came from but don't belong
You are beautiful in the best sense of the word.
-R
brian bernales Jul 2015
I cannot move
Unable to break free
From these chains that I am bound
I thought they are the ones who tied me
But the truth is I was the one who caused this difficulty

In every second, I feel stuck
In every minute, I feel f*cked up
In every hour, I feel sorry and
In every day, I just want to be happy

It feels like being stuck in a pit
Unable to do anything but scream or just sit
I want to climb up the ladder and get out
But there's always something that drags me down
  Jun 2015 brian bernales
Sourodeep
Gone are the days, on a holiday
I used to just eat and sleep, now
I have developed an appetite
for new destinations
to read and meet,
the fascination for the sea
as the sheer thought of
unknown adventure
and mysteries of the deep
nowadays engulfs me.
Climbing up a hill, to look
down at the edge, bending
over a steep cliff, nature
out of a geography book.
At night, the hide and seek
of moon and the clouds
the rich silver light making me strong
at times when I feel so weak.

When strangers became new
friends, as a person I grew
like on the old grass
a fresh drop of dew.

At the end, I believe
a day will surely come
when I can fathom all this
and can share my wisdom
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