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Stephanie Oct 2020
as my day is drawing near
all I wanted is to be one
with the air you breathe
be one with the summer skies
that everyone loves to see
and be one with the ocean,
the surface level that shimmers
in the sunset
-- soothing and calming

i don't want to be one with my storms anymore
in which you shivers and curse
if all I was emitting is a loud, frightening thunder
i don't want to be heard anymore

if remembering me would bring pain and bitterness,
i don't want to be remembered anymore

i would rather be unheard and forgotten


forever.
Stephanie Sep 2020
kung wari mo sanang kumalag
sa mga pangakong itinadhanang matibag
wag mo sanang limutin itong sinag
ng pag-ibig na nagbalik ng liwanag

nawa'y hindi pagsisisi ang kapalit
ng mga ngiting unti unting nawawaglit
bumuo ka ng isang sining na marikit
mula sa mga piraso kong lupaypay at gulanit

ngunit hindi ako isang malaking pasanin para sa iyo
hindi ako isang sumpang magdadala ng pagguho
hindi maaari, hindi ito ang nararapat sa iyo
maalaala mo sanang pag-ibig din ang paglayo


hindi ako nakakulong, ako ang tanikala
patawad, sinta, piliin mo ang lumaya
Stephanie Aug 2020
What a satisfaction it brings
When people are left off wondering
Search me until you are lost
I'm always close to nothing
Thought I was near but lightyears away
No one will ever know
The universe clothe my soul with galaxies
Which part of me do you love
Have you met me in all my dimensions
No one will ever know
I'm the kind of paranoia that bothers thy peace
Impulses are destructive so it did to me
I was buried in ocean deep of secrecy
A masterpiece of mystery.
Stephanie Aug 2020
I grieve on an empty grave where I should be
Til I'm drowning in tears, vulnerable and free
There are no monsters under my bed,
They are resting easy inside my head
That's why it's always heavy, as the skies are always stormy

Do not get drowned with me,
Even if I am reaching for your hands.
No, don't go.
Sad poems calm me so as thunderstorms.
Stephanie Jul 2020
​turned my music volume up
just to find out that
loud is unclear
loud is vague
but loudness screams
what our lips can't
and it satisfies us
we thirst for something
we can't do for ourselves

like loving.
stream folklore by ts hahaha love u tay


Edit: some times will come like tonight, that we find it hard to love ourselves. It scares me when I turn my back against me. And I hope there is always someone who will love me when I can't to do it for myself.
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