I’ve reduced my pool of friends to a handful
It’s better to keep those you can remember
For when life gets a little lonely and sorrowful
There’s not a long list of phone numbers
To call in the dead of the night,
Or even when the sun is out shining so bright,
To tell of my daydreams and nightmares,
To share unashamed of my secret affairs
In this life where we all exist in the same timeline
Bound by stories, our souls intertwined
Held tightly together with our invisible strings
That even Fate cannot intervened
We are all each other’s missing puzzle piece
The diamonds to our golden rings
A promise of friendship, an unconditional love
A treasure I’ll keep within, locked in my heart
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Magic In Human Form
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A Woman In A Man’s World
Growing up I was told to quiet down and sit still
Kill my happiness and surrender my freewill
Forced to smile to people I’ve just met
To respect them even when they didn’t earn it
Always had to keep my back straight
For it’s unladylike to be crooked and look exhausted
Nobody wants a woman who doesn’t follow the rules
Made by men who apparently can’t tie their own shoes
You must not say what’s on your mind
For you might attract someone unkind
Always blamed for the bad things that happened to me
Because one man cannot take responsibility
And if you wear something they do not like, you’ll know
If they can’t make you listen, they’ll take it off for you
They would walk away thinking you should be grateful
That they’re looking out for you after breaking your soul
They say they want a wife to stay with forever
But they only want them to become their mother
Then tell her she’s crazy for displaying her rights
For you believe she can never put up a fight
Faced by the betrayal of an abusive partner
For she was led to believe he’ll be her protector
Yet she endures trusting he’ll change, a futile hope
For she made a promise to stay even as things got worse
A daughter can only watch her mother suffer
But she’ll grow up never wanting someone like her father
Somehow it’s still our fault for what caused our trauma
Because women are sensitive and full of drama
Told that I’m selfish for wanting to be on my own
For giving birth is my only sole purpose in this world
Why would I need a man to take care of me
When it was a woman who gave birth to me?
Their taunting looks plastered on their smug faces
Saying it’s idiotic to choose a bear over men
They don’t understand that our biggest fear is not death
But we’d rather die than be last seen in their presence
Centuries of mistreatment endured by our gender
That they even made a word as a reminder
“Misogyny” was created for women to finally be respected
Yet the reason of its creation would rather want our heads
Long ago I would be called a witch
For just speaking my truth and get burned for it
All of a sudden I am this evil person
But really, I am more than just a woman -
Back Burner
You light the matches while I burned
To keep you warm when it got cold
In my garden I watered your sorrows
I picked you even with all your thorns
In the dark I kept your spark from dying out
Kept your wounds closed so you don’t bleed out
Even when I was asleep I answered your calls
Every recorded messages I kept them all
In the season of drought I persevered
Waited patiently and hoped for the rain
Like a bird in a cage, lonely and chained
Desperate for your affection and your grace
I chose to stay even with all my feelings hurt
As you turn your back from me unconcerned
Held you together even when you were falling apart
Yet I’m still the one left with a broken heart -
In Over Your Head
It’s crazy how I’ve put you up in such a pedestal. This heart of mine stayed loyal to you even when it was ignored. How can a single person make such an impact in someone’s life? When all you did is exists but you still roam freely in my mind, as if you own it. You don’t deserve the space you occupy but you got all my hands tied. Like a river your current took me with you, stronger than ever. You continue to drag me while I gasped for air, begging you to let me go. I know I’ve put myself into this situation and I have all the decisions to make. Believe me I’ve tried yet my heart seems to have a mind on its own. Like a separate being, another me. Now I think you owe me something. And I die a little inside for I know you can never give it to me.
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I Wonder
And if I suddenly disappear
Will I find missing posts about me?
Who would dare to join the search party?
The days would be long and nights’ lonely
The whispers in the dark
Eyes glistening with unshed tears
Nobody would dare to utter a single word
For it could cut like a knife in your chests
The memories would come flooding out
Pulse quickening inside your hollow bodies
And I wonder as I stand there with curiosity
Was it because you miss me?
Or was it out of guilt for abandoning me? -
Metamorphosis
My anxiety has been lying to me
It made me believe that I don’t deserve to be happy
But the truth is far from what I call reality
A life that no one can ever take away from me
The past years left my thoughts in derangement
My scales tip off, unbalanced and wayward
But my body refuse to accept this arrangement
For the only thing it knows is to move forward
In a state of hunger I’ve become a predator
Putting myself first was the only logical answer
A substantial cosmic event was forthcoming
To become who I am always meant to be -
Icarus Falls
Love is a strange, fickle beginning
In order to break the spell and move on
A choice one must make even if it’s heartbreaking
One last curtain call for the fallen
I was the moth, you were the flame
Your magnetic light pulled me over
My curiosity drove me completely insane
Danced like a drunk though I was sober
Like a nightmare you kept on haunting
Took a seat like I owed you something
Then watched me cower, relenting
And you laughed with those fangs baring
Yet in the midst of all my turmoil
I watched myself grew weak and suffered
A conscious choice resulted to my downfall
Buried my broken bones to a stupor
But it’s time to be my own warrior
Sailed my own ship and left you all alone
It’s useless to tell you of my harbor
For I know you’ll survive even when I am gone -
After Midnight
When sleep doesn’t come I welcome the night
For my dreams come alive after midnight
Slowly they unravel, twinkling in the night sky
The darkness seems to fade replaced by moonlight
My heart gets full with hope and reveries
Pumping with resolve to end all my miseries
Armed with the sudden urge to defeat all my enemies
And end this raging war that’s been haunting me for years -
Blind Hope
Unrequited love hurts more than an open wound
The scars don’t heal at all
No physical evidence that you’ve moved on
Nothing you can use even for closure
It’s like putting down a good book
You’ve always wanted to know the ending
But you’re too scared to look
Too anxious it might not have a happy ending
They say to love someone is to be patient
Then you start to wonder if it’s worth the wait
As days became weeks, months turned to years
The hope holding you stronger than a newborn’s grip
I’ve made my own prison inside your invisible walls
Though it’s unlocked still I refuse to break free
Forever haunted with the idea of us
I am a product of my own misery -
Intrusive Thoughts
I’ve thought about it
I can’t remember the number of times
But I have
I haven’t put an action to it
Haven’t even started once
Just the mere thought of doing it
It has crept in my mind
Sometimes it lingers but never stays
And thank God it doesn’t
I probably would not exists
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message from the author
To My Dearest Visitors,
Thank you for visiting my blog. This safe space I created contains my feelings about certain things I can’t say to anyone. I don’t know why but I’ve always felt like through writing, I can express myself more profoundly. So I made my own sanctuary to let all my thoughts out and to share what I’m going through as I live in this world where everyone can’t express their thoughts and feelings with fear of being judged by the world. I, too, am like everyone else. I am not perfect, I fall in love and get my heart broken, I feel depressed and has anxiety and in the process of learning how to love myself. This world is cruel but I am still thankful that I get to live in it and be my most authentic self, as I try to be. And we all need someone out there who at least understands and if you somehow relate to the things I’ve written in this blog, I’m glad I get to be that someone.
Hang in there, friend.
With all my love,
A Fellow Wallflower ❀