for so long i've been walking
wounded
knives in my back,
arrows through my chest.
when you're hurt,
you have to clean
the incision,
seal it,
give it time to heal.
i skipped the
first step
and rushed ahead.
i tried to heal around
the knives.
i tried to heal
around the arrows.
my skin engulfed them
so tight that they had become
a part of me.
until one day i realized
and started to pluck them
each one by one
reopening any wounds
i had worked so hard to
nurse and care for.
now i dig at my skin.
the bleeding has resumed
and the worst pain comes
from cleaning out the wounds.

Mahal, oras na para ika’y matulog
nang mahimbing
Kasing himbing ng iyong malalim
na pagtulog ang pagpikit
ng iyong  damdaming
Sabay nating ibubulong sa hangin

While you waited for the future you forgot about today
And the sand kept on pouring.
And time slipped away.

a sinking feeling
i watch the leaves fall
through my window pane
the leaves glide gracefully in the wind
dancing in the air, the seasons have changed
we long to embark on a celestial voyage
twisting in space,
lying beside comets and stardust
unbound by gravity,
the leaves fall.
(out of all that lies beyond space, i sit beside you as it rains)