Just when I thought I have to back down
and turn my head around...
I run to the light, and take flight.
In the playground where I pray,
On my knees to the ground
I listen to the beating sound
Of my heart, and many thousand others.
When the light touches me.
My shadow stretches far, so others will see
That I am divided.
Into bits and pieces
Of memoirs and insanity
But within me is a factory
Of what I want to be.
Like drying black roses
Imaginary and fictitious.
Who am I amongst the many?
Who are you amongst the few?
Who gets in me like screw
Nobody drives me, but myself.
So I move forward.
Playing with words, heedlessly
...and amongst the many
...or amongst the few
I will rise in this fight
In my blackest night.
beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteand YES, you will RISE in this FIGHT!
God Bless!
wow a spirit buddy...
ReplyDeletelumaban at magmahal
ReplyDeletesa pagpapatawad dun mararamdaman ang tunay na pag mamahal.
Someone can drive you pero kaw dapat sa sarili m na dapat matuto kang magpatawad at maging tapat. Sa pag kukubli sa dilim paglala ng iyong sakit ang magiging sanhi.
Dude kip it up galing m sumulat sana mas maganda kung tunay na kulay ng bulaklak ang nilagay m.
sayang ung ganda ng flowers mas maganda kung may kulay yan dahil ang intensyon ng nagbigay pasiyahin ka di gawing miserable ang buhay mo.
ReplyDeletego with colors it will make your dreams come true