But what with?
a stick
a stone

How about
my broken heart

it matches
the shattered pavement
anyways

Please stop trusting me.
I love you but you think that's a good thing.
It's not.

Stay away from me.
Don't you know that I'm poison?
I am.

Things don't work out for me.
You say someday they will.
They won't.

I love you so much more than you could ever know.
Go away.

Ten steps.
Sitting on the staircase.

The night before/
I wrote something about you.
You.
I mumbled your name with the words, 'I need to let go of you'

Burnt my journals and turn it to ashes.
All the words I offered for you,
Are now invisible in everyone's eyes.

I'm crying myself on the pillow that keeps me accompanied every night and day.

Last night was the last time.
Last night was the night I forgave you.
Last night was the night I Held my heart. It was crumpling like a scratch paper.
Last night was the night I told myself 'heart, stop hurting. Stop waiting. He's not coming back'.

I wished last night/
'Fate. Can you please stay me away from him. Im begging you not to make our eyes meet. Please'

The morning after/
Ten steps.
Sitting on the staircase.

Ten steps.
Me and Him.
So near yet so far

Unknown direction, the stroke of his hair.
Innocent smile.
The forming thin line, his lips.
Looking down.
Yes, he's socially awkward.  

Good morning Fate/
I just want to ask you. What are you trying to say?

Now/
I'm hurting. I'm waiting.  

Fate, Make him look up, make our Eyes meet? Please.

The aloofness of the moon in the effervescent night
In between the clouds teasing the sight
As the lavish words of the owls permeates the air
Summoning the wolves to howl in despair
Unable to muffle the loquacious toads by the lake
While the fluid branches of the trees dance to the nocturnes of the wind
How they cradled the woods to sleep
Still there is a flurried silence
Inexplicable gloom
Emitted by the bright moon
Spreading like wild fire in the meadows
Creating eerie shadows through the glass windows
The lake glittered as if the stars have fallen in the waters
She dipped her nakedness in the aching cold
Emotionless
Her face illuminated by the reflection in the silver waters
She submerge her breath to fill her lungs
She never felt as light, numb and hollow
The moon signed as witness
To the blooming flowers that midnight
Ever hungry for the moonlight
Like her convulsing consciousness desperate for salvation
And to the corpse of the maiden afloat in the lake
The unapologetic moon stood to watch
The beautiful soul as it slowly swells
Along with melancholia
Writhing across the serene lake



-Melancholia, Margaret Austin Go

The thought of life
The killer,
The murderer
**** me, **** me
Stop punishing me.
Don't make me gasp for the air.
Shoot me in the head.
Hit me with a cargo truck.
Make me cry no more.

Tears are filling my eyelids,
The fear terrorizing my body.

Im shaking.
Make me stop

Make me sleep.
Im begging for a dream.

End.
End this.
End me.

"No more questions?
Let's move on to the next topic"

Mula nang mawala ka,
Sa bawat pagkakataong
Banggitin iyan ng aking mga ****,
Napapatanga ako at itinatanong sa sarili,
"Ganon lang ba kadali yun?"

Sana kasing dali
Ng paglipat ng pahina ng aking libro
Ang paglipat ng puso ko mula sayo, pabalik sakin

Sana kasing dali
Ng pagbura ng marka ng lapis sa kuwaderno
Ang pagbura ng alaala mo sa aking isipan

Sana kasing dali
Ng paglabas pasok ng mga **** sa silid
Ang paglabas pasok mo sa aking mundo

Sana pero hindi

Dahil tila nasa bawat pahina ka ng aking libro
Dahil tila marka ng bolpen ang pilit kong ibinubura
Dahil tila nakalabas ka na ngunit pilit kitang inaanyayahang bumalik
Kahit ilang pagsasanay, pagsusulit, at oral recitations pa
Sana bumalik ka
Pero hindi.

"No more questions?
Let's move on to the next topic"

Paano nga naman kasi ako makakausad
Kung isipan ko'y punong-puno pa rin ng katanungan

Bakit ba
Ganito sa pinas
Kung saan masyado tayong tutok sa tamang landas

Landas na di naman natatahak
Pagkat lahat ng pangako ng mga naging pangulo ay puro palpak

Ano nga ba ang tamang landas
Palagi na lamang itong bukambibig ng mga taong malalaki ang bibig ngunit maliliit at malalamig naman ang mga puso.

Wagas kung makapagsabi ng tamang landas
Kailan ba magwawakas ang pagpapatag sa tamang landas
Tila masyado nang nabigyang importansya ang paghahanda sa tamang landas
Na naaaksya na ang pera ng ating mga probinsya


Ang mga pangakong napako
Ang mga pulitkong napako na sa pagtahak sa landas na ito
Na tila nakakalimutan na nilang isama ang sambayanan sa pagtahak nito
Ang mga mamamayang pilipino na naubusan na ng lakas
Pagkat wala na halos mailagay sa hapagkainan na bigas
Sa walang katapusang pag taas ng tax upang mabuo at mapatag lang ang sinasabing tamang landas

Mga pukitikong
Masyado nang naging overly attached sa tamang landas
Na tila konting lubak lang kuha agad sa kaban ng bayan... Sa pera ng mga mamamayan.. Upang magpagawa ng bagong daan. Mas matuwid na daan. Wow. Gusto nyo ba ng sapak?


Bakit hindi nalang hayaan ang malubak na daan?
Bakit hindi nalang hayaan ang konting baluktot sa daan?

Basta siguraduhin lang natin na tama ang ating pupuntahan.
Na pagdating natin sa ating paroroonan, paglingon natin ay wala na tayong babalikan dahil wala na tayong naiwan.
Magkaroon man ng galos sa paglalakbay, ang sakit ay kayang pawiin ng haplos ng kapwa pilipinong naging kasama mo sa pagtahak ng daan na tnahak ng bawat pilipino.

Ang kailangan namin ay isang pinuno
Hindi pangulo na ituturo lamang ang tamang daan habang nakasakay sa kanyang mamahaling sasakyan at hindi na namamalayan na kanya na palang naiwan ang mga mamamayan.