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spacewtchhh Jun 2022
It's okay to lie down underneath your blank ceiling
Until twelve, one, two and counting...
Cutting your skin to pieces,
Eating your unfavorite chocolate Reese's,

Until your body fall into sleeping,
Mixing old dreams about running away
From a cult or an unknown creature
From someone you know or a foreign soldier.

It's okay to make mistakes as you run
It's okay, as they say, "You're only human. "
How you talk and swear too much through our thread
How you ignored and made every part of them bleed
How you call your every episode special
How your own mess and theirs wrestle

Until you open your eyes to see the same ceiling,
Still blank but with a hint of late morning blaze.
Time to repeat the same heat without healing
I apologize to you, one from the doorcrack who gazed.
should i visit a therapist
spacewtchhh May 2022
Im sorry little one.

You are not as golden as you think you were.
You will be colored gloom and gray,
and everything will be a blur.

You cry an awful lot,
all you need is an embrace
But then you will learn to conceal it with a straight face

You will suffer with fear, grief and rage,
Your solitary will be a tragedy in a small stage.

Im sorry little one, you are only a child.
Still, this is the recollection of your youth all filed.

Eventually, though...
You will grow..
Into me.

Collectively, we will flourish on healing.
Got a lot of ideas coming in lately, i guess this will be a start of something, as i carry on with my healing
spacewtchhh May 2022
YOU ARE FINE.
Well...
     eventually...
you'll be.

You will rise into me.
Sitting in our cocoon.
It's not so easy.

Accepting fear and pain.
Trauma and rage.
Yes! These can be transformed.

You're okay yourself.
Together...
         little one,
we'll live.
Feels so random yet so convincing. One of these fine days, these will mean something.
spacewtchhh Oct 2021
I was never an open letter.

I am that mail that the postman had lost while sending other letters.

I am that letter that was never received.
01/29/2021
spacewtchhh Feb 2021
nakilala mo na ang dilim
sa paglipad ng bawat segundo
at ng bawat minuto sa iyong puso

hindi naman dulot ng gabi ang lagim
sadyang nakakagambala lang ang kanyang ingay
sa mga tenga **** naghihintay ng walang humpay

narinig na niya lahat ng iyong lihim
sa mga paghikbi
at mga luha na bilisang pinapawi

sa bawat aliw, poot man, o panimdim,
ika'y humiga at magtimpi sapagkat ito'y hiram lang
manatili kang payapa, at ang iyong isipan.

manalangin ka na lamang ng taimtim
baka bukas aawit sayo ang mga puno't halaman
makakarating kana sa patutunguhan
It feels good writing in Filipino.
Ramdam mo kung gaano kabigat ang pasan na nais mo nang bitawan
spacewtchhh Dec 2020
I love oceans.
I would sit on the shore with massive waves hitting this body of mine
With no one to see and no one to be with.

My lighthouse tried to fill in and gleam,
Yet I swerve,
Yet I ran away from the luminescence it gave.

I leap into the ocean and drown myself into the water,
And within I struggle
Within I suffocate under.

I am terrified of oceans
Yet I feel secure
Yet I could feel the warmth it provides inside.
spacewtchhh Dec 2020
surreal how we say we love
when we cant actually give it
when we really need it

when will it fall into place
when you fell into me
why are oceans down our face
  
i could call you
but i dont
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