Inside the quiet room
Echoes a loud music
Repeatedly
While I'm sitting
Reminiscing
Flying back to the past
Where I was eight
Looking at you
Scared
Like a neglected dog
Flinching
From the screams
And wild exchange of
Hurtful words
Piercing deep inside
In an innocent heart
I gazed at her
Wet eyes
Traumatized
As the broken glass of sinful
Bottles
Scattered on the floor
That made a child run in terror
Far from the mess
You've caused
But why
I'm now an adult
Yet you are still causing ruckus
To our unhealed wounds
It hurts
But I masked it
With a happy face
Even though
I'm longing to your
Loving embrace
"I never wished for you to become a perfect father,
I just want you to become a better man"
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Mga Tula Ni Juana
PoetryMagulo itong mga tula ko. May parte na malungkot. May parte na nayayamot. At kasunod may kasama nang puot. Tapos biglang sasaya ulit. Kasi bakit? Pasensya na. Sadya sigurong komplikado akong tao. Kasi dapat Filipino lang ito, pero biglang nahaluan...
