people have been saying that lately I have been sounding down and depressed…
yun para ba daw crying naked and ashamed in the gutter kind of depressed.
Not really, its just the journey of life, its ups, its downs, and minsan yun mga patiwarik and pagulong-gulong. But its all good.
I love God
He loves me
….at sya din.
kaya ok naman ang lahat 
there’s this pentel pen ring around my finger
it was drawn by the most beautiful person I know…in and out.
Maybe I won’t wash it for like…5 years,
hanggang totoo na.
Could you have taken a minute before you uttered your words?
I never said I was perfect
I hardly say that I’m alright
Can’t you see that I try to do the best I can with what I have?
I labor on and expect no payment
I strive to serve and desire no reward
I mess up, more than a few times
a simple "good job" would have been enough
but you hardly see any goodness in me
I know I trust you
and I know that the Lord is by your side and that you won’t give up the faith we have. I know that you need your time to enjoy life and walk on your own. I also know that you’re with good friends who won’t treat you bad, that your heart is safe and secure and that you are grounded and firm.
I also know that I just worry too much.
how can I turn it off?
Lunch with you and your mom
is one of the most natural things
with pinangat and your burned-up crepe
nothing is simpler
You know what the Cross is?
It is a corner, where most fear to turn
it is where you go to die to have life
where you get lost to be found
and where you give love to be loved
the Cross is not a nametag you wear
nor is it a chain around your neck
…adorned with mumblings of prayers
the Cross is an identity
the Cross is who you are
I go back to touching your hand
when now I can’t even have your voice
can’t even have the dream of seeing your face
ah your face
I cannot find a beauty
a goodness
that will have enough to say about it
its like a cloud on a warm day
the leaves of a sheltering tree
or the wind that passes through them
and then there is no you
there is no us
only the pain of a memory revisited
a locked door with no key
no hinge
only solid walls, lengthy and firm
you are that wall
keeping me away as one would a stray dog
dirty and forgotten
its like the stars on a clear evening
bright and existing
yet a universe away
like hair that passes through my fingers
soft and gentle
and then gone
that is how it feels
and more
…there is a purpose under Heaven that we cannot see, when we don’t, we become angry, depressed or even struck with bitterness. We reject what is present because of the pain of the past, and oftentimes, we fall into weakness and put outselves into things or people that is harmful, and sinful.Siguro, we should just let that invisible purpose simmer in us, pass through us and broil us, then as we emerge from the heat…masarap na kainin. Sana gets nyo.
ako medyo palang.
like this…
I had to lose you to find you
I had to hurt you to heal you
I had to be a fool to be wise
I had to feel the dirt to see the skies
I’ve asked for your forgiveness
repented for my hurts against you
but I still want to say…
I really am sorry
….I see the pain you still feel
… your silent anger echoes
…and the weight in your heart hinders you from loving
Im sorry
Im sorry
Im sorry
Maybe I don’t need your strength,
maybe I just need to be with you in your weakness.
