Stuck in the same book
Written in the same chapter
How different we think we are
How wrong we find out after
We give the situation a chance
Just to find out it doesn't matter
authors of own worlds
stuck in the perfect disaster

I awoke this morning
Tired and weary
The world had been spinning
Out of control
You see
I’m still waiting
For the dice to stop
To see just what I rolled
Yet I know
From years of living
That life will find its way
No matter what hand I’m giving
I am thankful just to play!

I do believe that, people's
breaking moments aren't spectacles,
to be watched like carousels in a carnival,
not free for all(s).....like publc seesaws
anyone rides....sees what comes and goes

my folks' words play in my mind, like a spell
"don't let your eyes stay wet too long, they swell,
one day, those tears will make you unconquerable
your fences and walls ultimately become impregnable."

...but.......there's a truth that's unavoidable
there're days when we're not that invincible
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sometimes, we melt, we flow
hurt by people's deeds, we don't even know
why.....the days, at times, become too cold,
confusing...other times, painfully bold
we break, we droop............we fall
we realize...we can't always be that tall
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we become...........frangible
just as breakable
just as fragile
as porcelain
......................................
because
we're human.


Sally


© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
August 8, 2017

Could I touch you deeper
With words that have
No end
Everybody has a hungry heart
There’s no shame
In needing friends
It’s true, it’s true
We all have needs
Where else would
All these words lead
Transparent are our pleas
Please, please come read me
Take me away across the sea
There’s no shame
In being lonely

For reason I hope
You can understand
I can only be
Your back door man
A single shot of liquor
A one night stand
I’ll keep coming back
Again and again
So Leave your door ajar
Your bedroom window wide
I Will always be
Right outside
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