#letmeout
I don't want
to endure
With
someone
who is empty
For me
And
obey
From
Unrighteousness
I am according
To stay
with you
I can't bear
The thing
that
breaks my heart
I'm not a survivor
But
with you
I am a survivor
to myself
I don't need
to be a survivor
With
someone
who no longer
loves me
With
someone
who no longer
cares for me
No longer
Like me
And
insist
on
what is already
destroyed
You haven't changed
But
you have changed
Let me out
From this chains
Let me out
From this cursed
Let me out
From this routine
Let me out
of this game
God let me out
From this pain
Let me out
from the darkness
Let me out.
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“Hayaan Mo Na Ako”
Ayokong magtiis
Sa taong walang laman
Para sakin
At
Akoy alinsunod
Para manatili sayo
Hindi ko kayang pag tiisan
Ang bagay na sumisira ng loob ko
Hindi ako survivor
Pero
survivor sa sarili ko
Hindi ko kailangan
Mag pa ka survivor
sa taong hindi na ako mahal
Sa taong wala ng pag mamahal
Wala ng pag tingin
Para sakin
At pilitin pa
ang nawasak na
Hindi ka nga nag bago
Pero nag bago ka na
Hayaan mo na ako
Alisan ang pagkagapos
Hayaan mo ako
Umalis sa sumpa
Na iniwan mo
Hayaan mo akong
Lumayo sa
Takbo ng
buhay ko
Hayaan mo na
Akong lumayo
Hayaan mo ako
Manalo sa larong ito
Hayaan mo na
Ako lumabas
Hayaan mo na
Ang Diyos
Sa buhay ko
Hayaan mo akong
Hanapin ng liwanag
mula sa dilim
Hayaan mo na Ako..
May 3
May 3, 2026 at 10:38 AM UTC
Twenty twenty
The world is sick
Locked in my room
And trapped in my head
My thoughts
My eternal prison cell
Screaming at four walls
PLEASE LET ME OUT
May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 5:43 PM UTC
His hands were in my hair one moment and around my neck the next
He is the epitome of complexity
He is the man I love the most in this world
He is...
Our relationship is complicated
He loves me and I know it
When I am sad, he will comfort me
When I cry, he wraps me in his arms and holds me tight, telling me everything is going to be okay
When I succeed, he cheers on the sidelines, his face filled with pride
But I have become accustomed to being a doll
A trophy
When he is not right, he is right anyways
When he is angry, there is always someone else on the receiving end
There is always another to be blamed
Until now, I never knew I could be right
I didn’t know the freedom I could have
I didn’t know that there were guys who could be patient, would let me have an opinion, would let me be me instead of a trophy
I didn't know I was a person
My own entity
Feb 27, 2018
Feb 27, 2018 at 8:10 PM UTC
I cannot stop crying to say my life.
It's like it's on a schedule.
Crying in school, after school, in my car, at home, to my parents, to my teachers, to no one at all. For sometimes... hours.
I have officially become so broken that I've become pathetic. So I don't know. I'm a wreck. I cannot even think about this without hating myself, and I can't talk about it without crying.
I'm a broken fricken record about this story. Saying it over and over.
Apologizing over, and over, and OVER.
I am so sick of it. I do not want this, but I can't escape it. As much as I may want to, I can't. It is so easy to write about the bad.
I can't remember one good thing last said by someone important.
But I have a million good things to say about them. I always will.
And you're the one who's sorry?
Not as sorry as I am.
I don't want to be told to "get over it" as if it was ever that easy.
And I hate this. I really do. There is nothing left here. So I guess you were right about me being nothing more than my mistakes. I hope you take pride in being right. Because I am barely hanging on.
And you decided to walk away.
That's okay.
After all, this is the real me right? I've secretly always been this monster. I'm nothing more than you say.
So tell me what I am.
Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 7:44 PM UTC