gadz!
i feel like a doughnut without that delicious jelly filling
parang na-flatten by a steamroller
defeated by my own in-your-face tactics
i acquired a stick to beat myself with
a thousand tacks to pierce my own skin
my own fingers to poke my eyes
my own elbow to break my nose

to continue what i did yesterday
only now, im crashing
of course the logical thing to happen after crashing is to burn
i lit my own pyre

i hide in my closet
untouched by the rays of light
i sit in there like a child
teary eyed and blubbering
with both palms open
hoping to capture a drop of warmth
i sit in there like a child
wanting to believe