Simple Glances

I have you for the next hour
Planted in my mind
The curves, the peaks, the valleys
The sweetness and the sweat
Sounds escalating up to the crest
Felt all over
Trapped in the head

Duality

Two of the same you become
One left in memory
One engaged in reality
Fighting like the poles
To be one

Kamusta na?

Why is that such a hard question to answer?
I mean, given that okay lang isn't really an answer.

What's okay lang anyway?
It's good,
But it's just good
Meaning it could be better
Though it's not really bad
'Cause it is good.
'Di ba?
So in other words, okay lang nga.
Yun na yun.

So, kamusta na nga?

Ang pangit noh?
Wala kang masagot.
Parang may kulang sa mundo mo.
Parang walang highs or lows
Walang storya, walang climax,
Walang epiphany.
So ano nga nangyari sa buhay mo?
Wala?

Kasi rin naman,
Minsan, may storya naman talaga
Kaya lang bawal sabihin,
Bawal malaman,
Bawal pa nga isipin eh.
Kinikimkim kasi.
Mabuti pa na nakatago na lang.
Walang masasaktan,
Walang magiisip,
Walang mga tataas na kilay.

Kamusta na?
Gusto ko mang ibahagi ang mundo ko,
Siguro nga sapat nang malaman na okay lang ako.
Eto, buhay pa rin naman, nagaabang.

Sick Cycle

Too often have I heard these lines..
Too aquainted with the night..

Playing the part

Gazing at the horizon, I fail to see
Everything that looks up at me
Must be a simple glance
Not a hopeless trance
Not like me
You can't be
Staring at futility

Diphenhydramine

There's a fine line between being hopeful and being delusional.
Who wouldn't admire the fool who conquered a wall through endless sweat, tears, and persistence
While other people just walked around it.

These are just afterthoughts on a long, quiet, Sunday night.
Maiming the dreamer.  Treading on.

Stiff Neck

I've been barking up the wrong tree
Even though I'm sure there's nothing up there
No, there's nothing there
But I persist
and persist
and persist

Why do we want what we can not have?
And what's wrong with it?
Isn't life's beauty in the endless struggles,
in making real the could-have-beens,
in chasing the impossible.

Will you challenge those who don't want to accept life's limitations,
those who believe that nothing is impossible,
the dreamers and the believers?

Will you sympathize with them? Empathize?
Wish you could be more like them?
Or feel sorry for them?

There's a dreamer in all of us
Some of us realize where to draw the line,
some live in their own world,
and some dream with their eyes open.