I want to be in your shoes
then hold your hand while walking
fly past our insecurity
to belong in the world of admiration
the stage is set unclear
you are not going near it
sublime entrance
and wander the past
you will not be it
I am not you
time runs like a wound
and you are wounded too
water is a dream
I am dream of it's existence
take me with you
I love you too
p.s mas cathartic ang gumawa ng poem minsan.
Trauma, vulnerability and anger as an aphrodisiac
4 months ago
2 comments:
pssst, heavygatin ang tula mu ha.. very nice.. ;)
ang tagal ko nang alang napost na tula ah..
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poetic ka pala.. nice.
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