Balik tayo sa simula.
Sa lugar kung saan tayo unang nagkita.
Kung kelan natuto tayong pahalagahaan ang isat-isa.

Balik tayo sa simula. 
Kung kelan natuto tayong pahalagahan ang bawat minuto nang ating isang oras.

Ang isang lakad na nauwi sa maraming pang paroon at parito.
Mga paglubog at pagsikat ng araw na tayo lang ang magkasama.

Balikan natin ang mga araw na tayo lang ang nakakaintindi sa sakit, pagod, saya at pinagsamahang mga problema.

Balikan natin ang simula,
Mga tawanang mistulang walang katapusan
Kwentuhang walang patid at tila walang katahimikang babasag sating ingay.

Balikan natin ang saan, kelan at paano tayo nagmahalan.

Kasi mahal, 

baka sa ganitong paraan.
Maisalba natin ang napipinto nating hiwalayan.

you could perhaps,    some n
ight come
up to 3rd flr           &
entertain. you know
.     split
words in 1/2 with
silver straight razor kept in
yr mouth. loving to
chastise mundane things i do —
grip th' railing
white hands
as petals of obscene flower
that makes feel    ...
one's everything  ...
o phelia.

and why when siren wails
past the mercadona at 3 AM
while i sit on the curb
as you buy
some-thing (i forget. wine i hope).
do you come out and stare
at my shaking hands?
your very eyebrows contesting
my innocence?
the way the fully-loaded hips ****
with the asking of your unspoke question and
legs angle to the sidewalk left foot turned
slightly inwards,
a heart attack in roberto verino.

I never prayed so hard for my heart to be mended by the woman of my dreams but no matter how hard i try to fix things i just mess them up. why must this "god" mess with my heart like it is? Im a good person i do stupid **** and im fixing my life so she will come back to me but no matter what i do i just mess everything up. This year alone i have prayed more than i have my whole life and every time its like he or she or what ever heard them just likes messing up my life. i get the prayers answered then once im happy its just stops. im so ****** at this force that i think this ****** world is just here to make me miserable to the point of self death. ive never thought of suicide but its popped up a lot lately. and its getting to the point of i am about to listen to it and just go for it. i mean what do i have to loose? Im nothing in this hell hole except a tool for a higher being to mess with like a **** lab rat. ive just about had it with the torment im close to just giving jnto the voices telling me to just end it flr good.. i am nit the person i want or ment to be im just a loveless nobody. my friends are all out casts and i am their leader because i thought none of them were able to take on the role but even i am wrong as i always am. my family says im not an outsider or ann outcast but to me i say and know different. i worry about this woman who completes my life because shes had a hard life and i want to be there for her to protect her for ever so she can finally take a break and be worry free but no matter how hard i ry to be there to give her everything she needs and deserves i just mess it all up. ill be dead soon by stress so talk to me while you can.

5:30.
I’m at the ******* edge.
Of losing My
******* PATIENCE.
I’m just a few inches the **** away
From exploding and Literally Meaning ******* .
I’m so close To Officially Cutting u
My tolerance for your b.s is So tiny.
I’ve put up with so much
When I burst , I’m going to Europt ******* badly .
God strap me down.
Send all your angels I’m boiling now.
Drugs won’t solve this .
Idk what will but I can feel the frustration rising .
The hourglass Is pouring it’s last dusts.
I’m sorry family.
If anything goes down please understand nothing was because of you .
It’s all in my poems I’m ******* Ticking hard.
I can feel it Start Losening
The patience is nearing end.
My hearts accelerating so fast
I’m breathing hard and shaking
I’m clenching my teeth
Many thoughts are coming at me.
I want to scream and Destroy all around me .
I want to ****** torment and GO ******* CRAZY
I ******* HATE HIM
DOES HE NOT GET IT THROUGH HIS ******. HEAD GBAT I HAVE NO TRYST FLR HIM D

So I remember the night we had serious talk,
Almost 3am, and we're at the balcony of 16th flr,
You said you love me so much,
I believed you.

I remember my birthdays,
4 years, you are there handing me thoughtful gifts,
You made me feel loved.
I loved you.

I remember the days I'm down,
And you will hang out with me,
You made me smile as you say,
"Everything will be okay."
I trusted you.

But where are you now?
I believed, trusted and loved you.
I hate you.
I hate how I loved you so much.