How have you been? This is the question, I wanted to asked everytime I’ve seen your facebook post, twitter and instagram updates. But I didn’t because, I am so full that I can’t entertain any negativity that you wanted to share to the world. Sorry for being weak enough to handle all your battles. Sorry for being self centered enough for fighting with my own. Sorry because in the process of being the best version of myself I lost you.
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I have witness of how her eyes cry over alphabet and numbers
I have witness even a single thing that she never forget what’s the matter
I have witness. I witness
I witness how her mother tied her hand and feet.
How she cried and went to sleep
I witness her scar that lost her in the deep
She wanted to leave and go alone
She wanted to run away from home
She was scared and forget to be a warrior of herself
No one trusted her. No one believed in her and all she hear was laughter
Her teacher scolded her
Because she doesn’t get the lesson
That was teach over and over
She was hit by a stick
Because that is everything she could afford to offer
So the other day she cut her class and didn’t showed up
But I pushed her out and told her
That I was there and will never leave her, all she has to do is to believe
So we keep each other’s company that seems forever
She learned to smile and she learn to fight the battles of her own…
Until one day..
She saw a recognition invitation on the table
But her uncle slap her hand and smile because he believed…
That the child in front of her, doesn’t even know the meaning of it.
So she promised herself that one day…
She will bring a medal that will empress her father.
She gets on the top by being second to the highest score.
She do some recitation but never forget that it’s over.
Until she went to highschool….
Where her classmates thought she was a geek.
Because she always studied and avoid sleep.
She even love to read the stories of roman and greek
That made her to be the top one and reach the peak.
Day comes that she was about to reap.
All the sleepless night and hardwork that turns out to be deap..
Where she was about to walk to the stage of success
Where it should be the day of the brightest.
No one attended her. There was. But not her father.
The sky begins to dark and the rain pours as well as her sadness.
Because that day. She felt that no matter what she did.
She will never get the loved she longed since october.
I have witnessed everything.
And that day I witness her sorrow
I witness how the medal of her own became invaluable.
I witness everything, because I was her—–.
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Scared
She used to talk to herself whenever her mother left her in the center of the four corners of the room
She used to talk to herself to served as her own company and friend.
She cried and cried but comfort herself alone.
In the darkness.. with no one but herself—
No one loves her. No one did.
She’s scared going to school
She’s scared of being teased of.
She’s scared of being a being and being seen.
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I heard enough
I heard you whining that day
Cry and cry like a child
Whose afraid to go to wild
And burnt himself in hay
I heard you shouting in your room
High, low—- high and low— voices.
Like you want to hit it with a broom.
Because you heard nothing but her crunches..
I heard you throwing tantrums
Because the flower you once grow
Never changes and stop to glow
Like a lost passion in players drums.
I heard you laugh and laugh
Thanking God because you found her
As you glaze through her eyes, that is wide and clear
Seeing nothing but gloom without drough
I heard the tiny little air when you smile
That I haven’t seen for a while
As she eats her favorite food
Though its hot but for her its good..
I heard and seen everything
Of how it changes and how it glows
Of how everything becomes nothing
And how the beauty in your eyes stop yo glow
I have seen enough….
I heard enough
P.S. A tribute to the person whom I lost but will always be remembered
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Hidden Sinkage 