Drinking my turmeric tea
makes my mouth taste like vegan chicken soup
I spilled it on myself
so I’m committed for looking suddenly jaundice
Oh, ain’t that what they always what they do?
Mark the healthiest ones
as fatal or insane

The midnight moon gleams amongst the stars
Night falls gently upon
The dark sky filled with sorrows
The cold unbelievably torturous

Bites of the negativity
Happiness on its deathbed
The smiles we had through the day withers and dies
Only droplets of tears dominant in our eyes

For what is worth, we always do our best
We score, we celebrate
We are victorious
We are the brightest in everyone's eyes

But underneath the darkest skies
We fall prey to the saddest woes
We fall to our knees and beg for mercy
To the endless torturing of the addictive poison of weakness and every of those

You push me down
You throw me around
I dont make a sound
I dont want it to come back around

I get cut up
I wrap it up
I sew it up
While I fill your cup

Every drink
Every bottle
Every shot
Every trouble

Stays in my mind
You wont get away this time
Cross that line
And it will be your last time

You gave me scars
You gave me wounds
You damaged my mind
The forever doom

But I got you back
And now youre under
What do to think of that
Didnt hear my thunder

Ako nga gapabilin ra unta
Sa kweba nga way himaya
Kay ako man diri komportable
Pero ako gipugos gyud nimo pre

Ang akong kweba imong gi kulkog
Mintras  Nagngisi paka nga mura ug hubog

Hangtod sa migawas na
Ang lawas kong imong gibira
Padung sa kalibutang mahayag
Kahayag nga makadam.ag

Ako nga nalipay
Kay karon kabalo na ako
nga ang kalibutan kay hayag man diay
ang kalibutan dako man diay
Ang kalibutan kay gwapo man diay

Pero wa ako gadahum nga sa ulahi ako diay kay magmahay
Kay ako, gidulaan ra diay sa inatay

Pagkahuman nimo bolabolahon
Sa imong kamot paligidligiron
Sa imong tudlo kalit nga palagputon

Isagpak sa pader
Ihandos sa ilalom sa lamisa
Ipahid sa maong **** kupas na
Pero ako nagpakatanga
Balikan mo, ako gahulat pa
Pero diay, ako gidulaan mo ra.

truth be told,
I am not that bold.
It is a jab into my eye,
a reality full of lies that my mom blames this distress.
Hold on, I can't tell black from white. Might as well be blind, I can predict even the scenic route that people doubt. My whereabouts are no longer in a crowd, standing with witnesses is unhealthy for me.
I want privacy, isn't being alone key anyways? Who is to care
if I write "Beware" or just  stare. In the end, there is this sentence left to bare. Always interpreting the language I so rarely speak. Energy may flow for others, but I am not a plug one can spark by lousy remarks.

This is not a poem
This is a painting
This is called modern art.

I thought I wanted you,
Hoped and prayed you'd be mine,
But I can't understand why,
If given the matches,
I would burn the bridge.

2/7/16

i'm like a wifi signal,
and i'm connected to
you and only you
it's true though,
every time you leave
my signal turns low
and i can no longer function
but then every time you say
hi my connection goes to
an all time
high.
im like a wifi signal,
and im connected to you and only you.