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Mar 24 · 1.8k
To My Dearest
Vitu Mar 24
I'd love to see your imperfections because that's what makes you human and perfect.

But God, please take away my sight and let me feel his features, and let me imagine how he looks like with my touch. Let me understand his body and face like no other.

But God, please also take my privilege to feel and let me hear his guiding voice, whether he chooses to deceives me or not. Let me listen to the voice that soothes my heart. Allow me to understand the tones of his voice and listen to how lovely and kind-souled he is.

But if one day, God, if I happened to lose control of my body and reality, then I understand that I can no longer stay on the same world as him and pray the best. Because this heart wants nothing but him, nothing but his happiness and smile. As his smile and laughter will always linger on my mind.

So please God, if I'm not the right one for him. If I'm not good enough for him, please let him live his life to the fullest.

But for now, please let me stay with him in his light until our time is done.
Jul 2021 · 424
Coping
Vitu Jul 2021
Dealing with too many things
Overwhelms and confuses me
All the work and even social media tossed aside
Wondering when will I ever be let free

All the humiliating words become a burden
To only worsen my mental mind
Suffocating through stress and anxiety
With only the feeling of escaping society

Challenging against ADHD, Anxiety and Depression.
Is already a big fight, asking for help just seems like I'm a burden or just weak.
All I could afford to do is smile and not worry anyone
If only life was easy to be undone
Apr 2020 · 207
What's Reality?
Vitu Apr 2020
A vision or illusion, messing around with reality
Do you sleep for dreams...or nightmares?
Everything could be a dream or a nightmare
Sometimes wishing to have a reality in fiction
The point here, is that, facing reality
Surprises excite people or either horrify others
For some people, playing around with someone's heart
Is not a video game, it's reality
They don't have extra lives to replace their current one
A heart is like a plate
Shattered, unable to put the perfect pieces together
Feeling empty and numb is just how life works
No one is perfect in such a cruel but beautiful world
In life, you just have to let yourself down,
just to succeed
Life is not always successful
Mar 2020 · 148
Friends?
Vitu Mar 2020
Is it me? Or does the years feel like it has been repeated?
I don't even know who's real or not
Am I just a toy to you?
We were the closes friends
And you just threw me away.

Was I not that important to enter your life?
The next day, I saw your smile, bigger than what I saw before
If you didn't like me at all
You shouldn't have played with my feelings
That friendship of yours has succeeded
Ours? hasn't.
Every year, friends of mine isolate themselves away from me
It was like the seasons,
Making new friends, old friends leave

I don't know if I could trust people with my secrets anymore
I'll just try and keep the friends I have now
After I lose all of them, I will gladly lock myself away
And remove any connections
The only person I can trust, is myself...
Mar 2020 · 199
Hidden Sadness
Vitu Mar 2020
Underneath the sighs
There are many worries that hides away in the darkness
Those drops are from silent cries
Their happy emotions drifts off to blackness
There were moments, where you wanna give up
It's okay in life if you ******-up
Don't think your the only one on that long road
While your mind is still clear, that long road of yours must explode
Go ahead and put yourself together
Many has experience the same, so your not alone
At the end, you will always find your treasure
There is no need for you to have a heart, out of stone
You can find many supportive allies
If you just open your eyes
Mar 2020 · 213
Spring
Vitu Mar 2020
Slowly, the seasons change
Flowers blooming, birds chirping
The season where nature shows off it's beauty
Sweets from spring is always fruity
Animals appear in their environment, just to keep it living
When midnight strikes, insects are always singing
The calming wind gives us chills
But also yet, it's always refreshing
Take another step into the grass
Remind yourself of where you are
Always remember to bring your compass
There you you go, playing on your guitar.

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