I've hated the feeling of being alone since I grew up with everyone at home.
As I grew old, I couldn't become cold.
The faces from the faces I see melts me.
Til I'm nothing but bone. Pack me away into dust.
For they didn't care about anything but their own lust.
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My eyes were taken cause you wanted me to be foreshaken.
The black swallows me whole while I drown in no self-control.
The wind wraps around my neck as it tightens, I gasp for air but how can I when you're the one who couldn't be fair?
Why did I have to be the one who cared?
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Stare at me like I'm nothing but meat.
Greet me with only your teeth.
Bite me to suck me dry.
I fade away since there's barely left of me standing.
Hair falls into the drain as I groan in pain.
Took away the last thing you could've gained from me.
I'm bruised and I wonder from who?
BINABASA MO ANG
Poems of Flesh and Blood
PoetryHello to anyone who finds this! This is where I'll be writing poems from time to time. Do be warned! Most of them contain heavy topics from personal experience. I hope you enjoy it and happy reading!
