You, bittersweet yet encompassing to my sense
You, taking away every bit of sanity inside
You, the very best companion I learned to abide
No matter what day, what time
I'm yours, you're mine

I think...

You're like wine I may say
Red lips, soft and crisp
Stars were served as we lay
You, the one that I love
But a bit too much to swallow
Back and forth I am to you

Don't know if you're good to me
Too much can surely make me dizzy
You're too good..
So much good for me..

You surely taste like wine
You are like wine

As talent drained from every inch of my mind
I found reading other's work only made me jealous
                   I started to feel unpopular
          Not enough ideas left to create anything at all. Not a single drop of inspiration.

      As all of theses emotions and realizations mixed together

I became okay with copying your work.

       I can imagine you slaving in the dark
Racking your brain to find the perfect words to finish the last line

       Lucky for me I have it all right here, completed and ready to post
     Finished and polished and prepackaged with a message I didn't think of but everyone will commend me for.




    *I hope you enjoy it.

Ayan na naman ang araw,
ngunit heto ako gising na
gising.

Ayan na naman ang araw,
sinasabing itigil ko na itong
kahibangan ko para sa'yo.

Ayan na naman ang araw,
nagsisilbing gabay na wala
kana sa akin.

I believe in something I call ‘superficial friends’.
What I mean is, superficial friends are
somewhat ‘friends by association’,
friends that are friends because people
just happen to group them together
and see them together.

Yes, I do have fun around you,
and I’ll even throw around the ‘i love you’
and ‘best friend’ sometimes, but I wouldn’t
really tell you my secrets or confide in you
for serious talks. You’re not really that
kind of person to me.

Lots of times, I really need somebody
to talk to. Lots of times, I really need
someone to just listen to me. to hold me.
to not even say a word but know exactly
what I want to say.

But there is nobody like that
out there for me, at least right now.
There isn’t anyone I can text and
pour my feelings out because there
is anyone I know that knows why I feel
this way.

There isn’t anyone that knows
that sometimes, I just sit down and cry.
I could be doing anything but alone,
I will bawl my eyes out for no reason,
as if all the pent up anger and sadness
and disappointment I have in me just
comes pouring out.

There isn’t anyone I know that if I
were to tell them that I feel like ****,
they would actually do something about it,
instead of just telling me feel better.

There isn’t anyone that would know
that there is something wrong just by
looking at me. There isn’t anyone I know
that would know that something they did
which to them is innocent and is no
problem but to me makes me feel like
they don’t care about me anymore and
I’m a burden.

I believe in something I call ‘superficial friends’.
Those are people who know me,
but they have no idea a thing about me.
No matter how many times you can tell me
that you’re here for me or that I can tell
you anything, and just replying with
‘it’s going to okay’, you really don’t
know me at all.

Sa isang gabi, tinapos ko ang lahat
Tinapos ko ang mga luhang nanlalamig
Luhang ikaw mismo ang nagdulot
Mga luhang ni minsa'y di inakalang manggagaling
sa pagmumukhang ito

Sa isang gabi, tinapos ko ang lahat
Tinapos ko ang sakit na ikaw mismo ang nagdulot
Mahal, 'wag nang itanggi
Ikaw ang nagdulot nito.

Sa anim na bote ng alak, tinapos ko ang bawat sandaling kapiling ka
Sa mga sinehan na pinuntahan, sa mga kamang inilapag ang mga katawan, sa mga piling lugar o sa kahit saang sulok na ninais.

Sa anim na bote ng alak, tinapos kita.

Ang unang bote ng alak ay para sa iyong panlalamig
Totoo, nanlamig ka
Mas malamig pa sa boteng hawak-hawak
Sa bawat gabing kapiling ka, ang mga bisig mo lamang ang nagsisilbing unan
Oo mahal, nasa bisig mo ako, pero ang lamig na.

Ang pangalawang bote ng alak ay para sa'yong di pagpaparamdam
Nagdaan ang mga araw na nasanay akong wala ka
Nasanay akong mag isa sa bawat gabing ako'y may pangangailangan
Nasanay akong bigyan ng init ang sarili gamit ang mga kamay
Sinanay ko ang sarili
Pero higit sa lahat, sinanay mo ako

Ang pangatlong bote ng alak ay para sa iyong pagsisinungaling
Alam kong nagsinungaling ka na wala kang iba
Pag uwi mo sa akin, iba ang amoy, iba ang itsura
Kasi naman diba? Iba na ang nag-alaga
"I love you" sabi mo, pero sinungaling ka
Sinungaling

Ang pang-apat na bote ng alak ay para sa hindi mo pag-uwi sa akin
Mahal, ako ang iyong tahanan
Pero pinili mo ang lansangan

Ang pang-lima na bote ng alak ay para sa hindi mo pag alala
Pinili **** limutin ang ating mga sarili
Pinili **** maging bulag upang di ako makitang nasasaktan
Puta ka? Sana naging bulag ka na lang talaga

Ang pang-anim at panghuling bote ng alak ay para sa hindi mo pag-laban
Ipinaglaban kita
Ipinaglaban kita sa mga taong pilit tayong paghiwalayin
Ipinaglaban kita sa mga kaibigan ko
Ipinaglaban kita sa buong mundo
Pero please naman, ipaglaban mo rin ang sarili mo
Gawin mo para sa'yo


Sa anim na bote ng alak
Tinapos ko ang lahat at naitanong ang sarili
Sino nga ba ang nagpapasya kung minahal kita o hindi?
Ikaw ba? Sila?
Hindi ikaw! Hindi sila! Kundi ako!
Hindi sila ang magpapasya kung inibig kitang tunay
Dahil sa huli
Ako ang nagmahal, hindi sila
Ako ang nasaktan, hindi sila

Sa anim na bote ng alak
Tatapusin na kita at patuloy pa kitang tatapusin hanggang sa hindi maghilom ang sugat sa puso na pinili **** iwaksi.

Ako ay isang kandila na may sindi
Isang ihip lang ng alaala mo wala na akong silbi