You never realize how alone you are,
until you're laying in bed
on the verge of some tears.
No one to ring on the phone;
no one to ring you back.
When all seven days of the week
are empty,
other than your daily routine
(which never changes.)
______________________
You never realize how lonely you are,
until you long to hear the voice
of another person:
A friendly stranger, perhaps.
Anyone will do.
_____________________
You never realize how lonely you are,
until your soul gets use to the feeling.
I don't want this, anymore.
The feeling aggravates me, so.
BINABASA MO ANG
Dear Suicide...
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