An Ink of Black

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Letting Go

Maybe it’s the broken piece that holds me back,
It is the same piece that pierced my soul
It is the same piece that left a hole
A hole that was emptied for so long ago
A hole left to be as numb as before
Perhaps it could be the stab at my back
The stab that broke my heart into half
Half, that I can’t rebuild it again
Half that I forgot how to forgive and be forgiven
But who am I to keep this wound
For I know it will heal and I’ll eventually feel good
For nothing is permanent in this cruel world
But to please allow me, to say this words
Pierced or stabbed
Half or whole
I am finally letting you and all this, go

Love is…

When love is gone…
Can I actually go on?
when it’s like every time i hear our song
i still stumble and think of you for quite too long

When love is gone…
Can i just forget how it all began?
when you left and chose to run
I remained silent and never mumbled a sound

When love is gone…
Can it be found?
when it’s buried a hundred feet below the ground
I remained under and seemed to be drowned

When love is gone..
Can I love again?
when everything was poured out onto you my friend
I refrained from trying cause I’m afraid to lose you at the end

When love is gone…
Can i pretend?
when I’m punished by the feelings that I can’t comprehend
I force myself to ignore you to ease the pain and mend

When the love is gone
Can it actually stay?
Even if it is the core that destroys you day by day
without any words to say
i wish that love can stay
for when love is gone
it is where everything has seemed to begun…

Freeze and Cold

I froze this feeling once in a while
stood through the hazy storm and never asked why
shivering and shaking with a little cry
with whispers of regrets that maybe, “its best if I never tried”

as i mold this solid coldness that wrapped thy heart
soon enough it will be broken into parts
shattered pieces that pierces thy soul
numb enough that the mind can’t understand or know

stagnant cold water, allow this pain to flow
intangible and frigid cold
can it all just melt and unleash that same old glow
for i wish to move forward and grow
despite of this frailness that i know
just like the solid ice or snow
all this shall melt and eventually go…

Elsewhere

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take me elsewhere, under the sun or in front of the sea
hid my pain from the grains of sand on my toes
run with me, through this infinite blue sea
wandering all day of what it could be
if you and I haven’t bid our goodbyes
if you and I stood still and never questioned why
take me high, higher than the clouds
touch my heart and feel thy beat
walk with me through this endless beauty
begging you to stay and asking you to please don’t leave me
if you and I were meant for each other
if you and I can stay together forever
perhaps I wouldn’t be struggling alone
walking barefooted under the sun
feeling the heat burning my skin
asking myself where should I begin
now that you’re gone
i have nothing left but this triumphant dream of you
walking and running with me
indulging into this deep blue sea
where love has begun and took its end
with this truthful hopes of one day
you’d take me elsewhere
under the sun or in front of this sea
again
once again… or never again…

See You Again

What if I’ll see you again?

Would it be easy for me to pretend?

That all these feelings that I had come to an end

Or am I just fooling myself and can’t comprehend

For it’ll be so difficult to mend

If I’ll see you again holding some other’s hand

 

What if I’ll see you again?

Will I be the same person you’ve met?

Or would you be the same man who made my heart melt

Probably not, or maybe yes

Would it be bearable to be felt?

That I have ample memories left

Of how good and bad this whole thing took its end

 

I’d rather not see you again

For I’m afraid to feel that love again

Tell me that I can

Forget you and forgive you

In the best way that I can

And rather walk along and never look back again

Allowed

if I’d allow myself to be drowned again

I’d dive into this deep emotion I’m feeling

that all this time I’m still longing

and that it’s you that I’ve been constantly missing 

if I’d allow myself to be ignorant again

I’d pretend that I never felt that pain

surreal that it almost tangled my vein

and that losing you is what I would gain

unknowingly I stumbled hard and went out of the rain 

some things that I can’t contain

true feelings that remains

lavished by the blue waters

poured by the hard rain

blown by the strong wind and hurricane

please allow me to stay

as in love as this way

saved by this love I feel everyday

that it’s still you that takes my heart away 

 

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If I would be lost for words, I’d seek for what is within

If I may have lost myself, I’d seek for what is at hand

If I have no place to run, I’d walk slowly and find my way through the sun

And if I would write again

I would say thank you for 365 days of strong-willed power of writing

For expressing what is within

For finding what tends to be hidden

And realizing that there has to be no end

For something that God has bestowed me and made me driven

To satisfy and embellish what is given             

With ain’t no potential, pride and mischief to be proven

Again I thank you all for what is, was, has been written.                 

Surreal

just when I thought that it wasn’t real

it suddenly hit me and wounds aren’t bearable to conceal  

with this holes and spaces in between

patiently waiting to be filled

with truthfulness and sincerity to dig in 

 

I wish that I wasn’t able to feel

this kind of pain that is surreal

that paralyzes my mind and heart

more than just being ill

picking up the pieces, embroidering its parts

forming this broken piece of art 

 

tell me it’s not a big deal

that it’s just another ordeal

enabling me to feel

how love can grow and how it can easily be killed 

detailed by pieces and cuts

makes you wounded and scarred

for at last

the art of loving someone is conceived by a pain that is surreal