The bomb that exploded way back when she was ten
Its shrapnel is burried deep in her brain
Its sound hasn't left her eversince
Somehow it took half of her innocence.
At such young she was told to get rid of it
But she hid it instead
She's one hardheaded girl
She hides her weakness behind her hair.
The world turns,
Countdown started
She's still hardheaded
The clock sets at ten
She reached the dead end.
There's no way for escape
She tied herself tight with the tape
No way she could cut the vine
It clung on her, they're entwined.
It is her curse and blessing
Her source of strength to continue living
It is her hide away
When she wanted to go astray.
It is her reminder to go YOLO
At the same time, to say NO
It is her reminder she has her own limits
And that she should live life limitless.
It was the knife that cut her deep
The scar she couldn't keep
It was the tears from her eyes constantly fell
The blessing that brought her hell.
3/25/15
That feeling......Deep sigh...
BINABASA MO ANG
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PoetryThis contains [stupid] poems and random thoughts that I put together to keep boredom and negativity at bay. Enjoy reading :)
