Try to stay away
Silence I can’t remain
Forget the language we created
The moments ever lasted
When you cross my mind, why don’t you say hi?
Carry on
Even in the cold
Head held bold
Even buried under a million stones
I shall shine through the cracks
Daily tunes
Tormenting blues
(Lots to feel) Covered in different shades of hue
But only feel blue

i would like
to schedule an appointment
with you
any time of the day
while the sky
is still blue
as long as you’re honest
subtle and true
and don’t slap on words
in replacement of glue
but don’t be mistaken
for i don’t have the flu
but rather cracks in my heart
maybe one or a few
so do what you must
with your bolts and
your screws
for who else may i trust
to give me a heart
this brand new

Do not get so lost in another's soul
that you forget what your own is made of.

Sure, let yourself float in the beautiful feeling that is love,
but make sure you do not forget how to swim in the process.

Too often we are told that love is selfless,
but not that it is sometimes ephemeral.

And once you lose it,
all you will have left will be
a lifetime of memories and yourself.

So do allow yourself to love,
but remember to love yourself first.

lonelier than ever
get by being clever
patient with the wait....the wounds to sever

Look the other way

listening to your cover of city of stars

the vibrations of your voice
something I always paid attention to

the show goes on but this is a reflection I can’t deny

A truth in thought

In mind

To know it’s not really there

To be self aware

To know that the realization is a step

To know that this moment
Is all that’s ever promised

Pangyayaring di ko aakalain
Ikaw na nakahuli ng aking paningin
Anyo **** sa isip ko'y tumanim
Liwanag ang dulot sa mundo kong nababalot ng lungkot at dilim.

Oras, araw, bwan, taon ang nagdaan
Pagtingin sa iyo'y tila nananahan
Pag-ibig na nga ba ang nararandaman?
O nararapat ang puso'y mag dahan-dahan.

Simple lang ang aking hiling
Nawa, tinig ng puso ay dinggin
Panalangin ng sarili sa mga bituwin
Maging kaibigan ka, kahit di na mapa sa aking piling.

Ngunit ang isip ay nababahala
Sa puso, ito'y naghahatid ng kirot at pagkasira
Ang dating dulot ng pag-ngiti, ngayon ay pag luha
Bakit ba ang sarili sa iyo'y di nagsasawa?

O aking ****-usap sa iyo
Sana naman, ako'y pakinggan mo
Sa akin nawa ay huwag lumayo
Kahit na kakilala mo lang ako.

Isip ko'y gulong-gulo
Ulo'y di makapag-isip ng diretso
Puso'y nangangailangan ng mga payo
Tanggapin mo nawa ang pagsusumamo.

Knowing I can't have you is the hardest battle I've ever fought.

And it will never conclude,

For not even in my grave will I stop loving you.

did i miss u enough to drink or did i drink enough to miss u?
i honestly have no clue.
i want to drink to have fun.  
but that can’t seem to happen anymore.
i just drink n miss u more.
i love u so much.
why you gotta make me drink like this?

i love myself too much to hurt myself
but maybe not since i’m still w you.
i’m doing this to have a good time and to be happy but idk if i’m actually happy here w you.
i’m afraid to be like everyone else.
but i hear alla time abt these people
that stay w others bc they love them.
n i’m just like them.
you hurt me so many ******* times i cant count.
and i’m better than you, i really am.
i know i deserve better.
so then why the **** am i still with you?
maybe it’s because i know i’ll have to start over
w sb else if i wanna be as close to them.
maybe it’s bc you control me unknowingly and unwillingly.
and you’ve no clue what the ******* do to me.
i can’t understand myself but i know other people can understand me.
i know i’m not as unique as i like to think i am.
and my evidence is that i’m still w you when i know i deserve better.
so *******.

I buried all my Feelings for you in a coffin six feet under the ground,
All my Feelings buried under sand in a perfect mound.
The funeral was small and lovely
I killed my Feelings because I was afraid you'd never really love me.

At first I visited the tombstone everyday dropping roses and sunflowers,
Then I realised that to keep revisiting the Feelings drained me of all my powers.
After a long time losing my Feelings  made me numb
And the idea of going back to the grave felt dumb.

Then just like Lazarus, the Feelings came back to life
They were coming again, to the surface again, to stab me with a knife.
Last time I had killed the Feelings before they killed me,
This time the Feelings just might succeed.