Sonnet of a Suicide

Was I bewitched so by the thin red line to notice not that time released its hold and let pale Iris snip the silver twine to steal sweet youth before it turned to gold. Existence now is not what I was told; no seraphim and harps to grace my ear, just silence, painful silence, and... Continue Reading →

the endless anguish of a lonely heart

i am tired. i am tired of feeling the same pain: the same frustration, the same loneliness, the same helplessness. i am tired of overthinking why i wasn’t, am not, cannot, have never been enough. i am tired of being only needed because i am convenient, of only being appreciated because i am a resolution,... Continue Reading →

i wanted to write about you

i wanted to write about you, about us-- the perfect piece of literature, unblemished of all the dullness and banality, something worthy of what we were, what we had been-- but i couldn't find the sparks of life and love that would bring the novelty of this piece into the world.

of escapism and further

I was fourteen when I realized I didn’t like where I was—Roxas City. Nothing much happened here; it was the same every day. The things I heard on the radio were almost the same, over and over. The same news about the supernatural sightings, news of unexplained phenomena—but no eyewitness to recount the scenarios. It... Continue Reading →

what you are

you are the pre-loved book at a thrift shop that i brought home and finished overnight: your page torn and worn, your scent rustic and dusty, your letters faded, your story mysterious and unchanged— you are perfect to me. you are the feels that comes at three in the morning, the distant, resonating waves of... Continue Reading →

an open letter to people who matter

I have been going through a lot these past few months. I have been preoccupied with a lot of negative thoughts and emotions: unlikely self-doubt, stubborn regrets, recurring insecurities, iniquitous indecision, uncertainty of my own future, and the likes. I haven’t been myself, and I have decided, against my own good reason, not to bother... Continue Reading →

coffee and cigarette

you are coffee, something i can live without and a craving i can never satisfy. you fill my day and take away my weakness. you are the distant warmth that comforts me, the scent that takes away my weary, the breath of caffeine underneath my sheets and on my skin. you are the heat that... Continue Reading →

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑