What matters most is what they say
Until you feel like you're going insane.
From the letters that came out
Form hurtful words as they shout.
No way you can recover
The damaged made you sober
The pain made you weaker
Hanging yourself was your way to get over.
YOU ARE READING
Ang SAKIT na dulot ni MADAYA
PoetryAnu-ano ba yong mga iniisip mo sa gabi bago ka matulog? Siya ba? SIYA bang nagpaasa sayo ng 'forever'? O kaya naman si MAPAPAIT na alala ng nakaraan - mga katangahan? Yung kulog at malakas na ulan ba? O yung babae sa dulo ng iyong kama? Sin...
