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i look to the night sky
for answers
i am so far removed
from where i stand
detached from this time and place
i don't belong
i send a thought
a message
to anyone that may be passing by this galaxy
on their way home
take me with you
seen lots of moving things in the skies lately
I held wishes on your stories
Etched between the void and the sky
And hoped that even a glimpse
Of all your vastness and beauty
Can be reflected in me
he had a galaxy
in his mind
and it showed
through his eyes
it spilled
from his lips
stars
at his fingertips
planets in his pockets
moon drops in his pen
he drew what he knew
again and again
Look up there, really look.
The line of your sight and the path that it took.
Try to understand the truth of life’s vocation.
While you grasp the depths of its bitter isolation.
There is nothing up there, nothing watching.
Just a barren universe, casually mocking.
Existence is a catalog of aligned integration.
Just a system of knowledge and past information.
Your ability to experience in all of its brilliance.
Is merely the outcome of your required existence.
The world we inhabit, manipulate yet trust.
Is a game of mathematics that acts as it must.
For nothing can happen without the passing of time.
This is a terrifying, existential crime.
I’m just starting out and feed back is welcomed
Look up there, really look.
The line of your sight and the path that it took.
Try to understand the truth of life’s vocation.
While you grasp the depths of its bitter isolation.
There is nothing up there, nothing watching.
Just a barren universe, casually mocking.
Existence is a catalog of aligned integration.
Just a system of knowledge and past information.
Your ability to experience in all of its brilliance.
Is merely the outcome of your required existence.
The world we inhabit, manipulate yet trust.
Is a game of mathematics that acts as it must.
For nothing can happen without the passing of time.
This is a terrifying, existential crime.
I’m just starting out and feedback is welcomed!
You
Offspring! to all of creation.
A child! of its own constellation,
In the universe's own desperation,
To define a single location!
Along the dismount of concentration,
The ever growing degradation,
Bestowed the gift of observation,
And bound only by its imagination.
Grown by it's internal elevation.
Tainted by surrounding information
But powered! to stand up! and be it's salvation.
I’m just starting out and feedback is welcomed!
Lately,
Life seems to be moving forward with ease
I no longer feel trapped in a relentless cycle
I can finally be who I want to be

Kinda in this new space
Unnecessary wasting of time is let go
No longer craving unwanted attention
Kinda over temporary feelings and people

Give me respect and loyalty
Or nothing at all
I don't care about nobody's feelings but my own
Rather be alone than lonely

Kinda in this new space
I let hate go
I no longer speak poorly of others
I take it as it comes

I no longer allow anyone bad in this kinda new space of mine
A new space not needed for old ways
minsan ang sansinukob,
minsan ang namamagitan sa ating dalawa.
minsan ang kalawakan,
minsan ang hinihingi para makahinga.
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