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Feb 2016 syhlent blue

C R Y S T A L L I Z E

She can feel her body trembling

And there's a cold terrible feeling

That's crawling up into her head

Turning her as cold as dead

She tries to hide it

But her eyes can't deny it

The throbbing that can't be tamed

Could give her a cardiac arrest

Maybe she can be clever

To think of another

Solid alibi to utter

Yet there would be guilt

If she chose to beat

Her conscience with fear

'Cause she may be fooling everyone

But deep in her heart

She knew she can't fool herself

That's why...

She can't lie.

Krystal Marcelo
*02/01/16

Feb 2016 syhlent blue

Who Are We Really?

Feb 2016 syhlent blue

y i k e s

Who Are We Really?

Who are we really?

We're all human beings on the outside, covered in flesh and filled with blood

But beyond that,

Who are we really?

Are we good?
What is good?

Are we bad?
What is bad?

We're living, but are we actually a l i v e ?
What does alive mean, actually?

We're all breathing,
But what does that mean?

Deep down, inside
Who are we really?

A collection of recent thoughts

#alive #thoughts #questions #breathing

Feb 2016 syhlent blue

Dear Dad (1/4)

Feb 2016 syhlent blue

C R Y S T A L L I Z E

Dear Dad (1/4)

Not a premature baby
But as tiny as a kitten
Incubated for the first few hours of existence
And told that might be dying.

Those mentioned before just added
To the reasons you dislike me
Aside from the fact that I'm a girl
And you have always wanted a boy for your firstborn.

I remembered the line from the movie 'Noah'
When Ila asked him why he spared the twins
And he said,"I looked down at those two little girls
and all I had in my heart was love."
And wondered if you haven't seen that kind of love
When you looked down on me.

'Cause you held me in your arms
Without gentleness
Like I'm not vulnerable
Like I'm not from your own flesh and blood.

As I'm growing into my skin
The more I crave for your attention
For your affection
But I got nothing.

And as the day passed by
The more you made me feel how unwanted I am.

Krystal Marcelo
*01/28/16

This is the first part of my "four-part" poem for my Dad. Just to burst this thoughts that right until now I never dare told him. I know that I'm not the only one who undergone this kind of situations so I hope you can relate to it. I hardly make it rhyme but I hope this gonna make sense...

#dad #unwanted

Feb 2016 syhlent blue

I am

Feb 2016 syhlent blue

My-broken-heart

I am

I am free
Free to think and dream of endless possibilities,
Free to laugh like it’s the first and dance like it’s the last
Free to define my life with my own hands, to see the world with new eyes - my eyes.

~ a poem : part 3

This is an 8 part poem, with a new part added each day. Thank you for reading and feedback is appreciated!

#i #am

Jan 2016 syhlent blue

<3 <3 <3

Jan 2016 syhlent blue

C R Y S T A L L I Z E

<3 <3 <3

Cradled by your love is my safest place
It is you I see within my farthest gaze*.

Krystal Marcelo
01/30/16

#love