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05/02/2026

Malinaw na sa akin lahat
na hindi ako,
hindi naging ako,
at lalong hindi magiging ako.

Malinaw sa akin na hindi pwedeng "tayo"
Masakit man isipin pero dapat tanggapin,
Alam kong minahal kita, pero bakit masakit?
Wala akong naitira kahit kaunti para sa akin.

Ganoon ba talaga pag nagmamahal ka?
Dapat masaktan para lang masabing totoo ka?
Na totoo ka sa iyong nadarama at
Hindi kuro-kuro sa paningin ng iba?

Ngayon na malinaw na sa akin
na minahal nga kita,
Malinaw na sa aking mata na
minsan ikaw ang sinisinta.

Malinaw na rin sa akin na hindi na pwedeng ipilit pa
Na binitawan mo na ang aking kamay, sinta
Na ako lang ang nagmahal sa ating dalawa.
Kaya ngayon, bibitawan ko na ang alaalang ikaw pa ang aking kasama.

Buburahin ko na at ako'y lilisan na,
dahil ang natitirang pagmamahal ay unti-unti nang nawawala. Nalimutan ko na, at muling lilimutin pa.
Mas maiging ako'y mag-isa, upang 'di na masaktan pa.

- carbon;)

10/12/2025

as i face the world with wet eyes,
i stand wondering how long i’d last.
another day, yet another prick,
‘till when can i endure every hit?

each word pierces through me repeatedly,
‘till when do i have to endure this captivity?
oh, i beg, set me free and let me be,
let the oceans drown me.

take me to where suffering is minimal—
a dimension in which i’m no criminal
for wishing to escape this prison—
take me to where joy is a continuous stream.

- boron

27/10/2025

your touch writes love letters on my skin.
your kisses are the rain
i need to forget all the pain
and make the flowers grow again.
my skin knows yours,
and my fingerprints fit seamlessly
into hands i’d call mine
in a way so greedily.
if love is cannibalism,
then here’s my heart, eat it from within.
i am yours and you are mine
‘till i run out of rhymes.

- boron

21/10/2025

in another world,
i won’t wake up with my head on fire;
i’d burn, not with anger,
but with passion for life and what comes after.

in another world,
tears wouldn’t be in my cereal,
my screams wouldn’t be my voice,
heck, i’d even embrace all the noise.

in another world,
i wouldn’t blame my mother and father
for not ending my life years before,
and i’d be the perfect daughter.

- boron

26/08/2025

with every word, you dig up my grave;
as if every one, a meteor you gave—
chaos disguised as stars,
leaving eternal scars.

every sigh is a squall;
every single day, a little more pale.
oh, how my cup of tears overflows
from your constant brewing storms.

i’m six feet under your expectations,
closer to death than to your warmth.
what once was my beloved sanctuary
is now taking the life out of me.

— boron

17/05/2025

“it’s okay to not be fine”—
words i’ve etched in my heart,
a beautiful sentence that echoes in my mind
like the thunders deep inside,
constantly and consistently roaring
as if it’s a song i am always playing.
i have heard it countless times,
i’m getting impatient hearing those words,
when will the waves in me subside?
i’m well aware of it,
but i am getting sick of being hurt.

‘till when do i have to fight?
‘till when must i be tired?
‘till when do i have to wait to feel alive?

— boron

11/05/2025

batid ko namang may katapusan
ang kung anumang namamagitan
sa kahit sinong nag-iibigan,
maging sa kasintahan o kaibigan,
ay siguradong mayroon niyan.
ngunit narito ako
sa madilim na sulok ng aking kwarto,
nagdadasal, humihiling, nagsusumamo,
sana’y hindi tayo magkalayo-layo
kahit na sa anumang parte ng mundo
tayo tumungo.
hinihiling ko na nawa,
hindi tayo matulad sa kwento nila
na nagtapos lang sa luha
at sakit lamang ang dala’t
sa wakas lang napunta.

- boron

07/04/2025

hindi mataas na tahanan,
kahit isang munting bahay na puno ng tawanan nalang—
hindi sigawan o iyakan,
kundi kasiyahan.

oo, kahit walang sasakyan,
basta’t ikaw sana ang kasama sa kung saan man—
kahit sumakay sa jeep o maglakad lang,
basta’t ikaw ang katabi sa daan.

ewan ko ba kung anong mayroon ka,
dahil mula nang ika’y makilala, sinta,
‘di na yaman o pera ang aking gusto
kundi ang makasama ka nalang nang husto.

simple lang naman ang aking pangarap,
hindi na magarbong bahay,
kundi isa lamang na hinaharap
kung sa’n ikaw ang kasama sa buhay.

- boron

01/04/2025

here I lay, lost at sea
in which I'd like to be in captivity,
no, don't ever set me free.
let me stay in this beautiful galaxy.
allow it to drown me,
let me rest in its beauty.
i fear it’s my destiny
to bask in the sun’s glory
in the waters that own me.
oh, do let me be,
this is my plea.

- boron

21/03/2025

let me rest in your eyes
in the way that I would in the ground once I die—
safe and sound,
no longer in a battleground;
allow me to find myself within those eyes,
let me see not just my reflection, but also where my future lies;
let me find peace in your eyes,
even if they might be full of lies.
I plead with you, let me admire them
for they're the only ones who keep up my flame;
allow me to look at them,
for they're the only thing I now find comforting.
my love, your warmth
are like the thorns
to such beautiful flowers
I'd hold even if it means getting bruises;
it's like an intense fire
I'd run to because you're in there;
it is the flame that I'd blame
if I were a candle melting.
and when your arms are wrapped around me
holding me ever so tightly,
I wish I could unzip your skin
and crawl inside to clasp you from within.
I want to embrace your soul,
caress it like I would an ancient scroll
that holds the knowledge
I need to fix any breakage,
handling it with care
knowing I hold something beautifully rare;
I long to hold your inner child,
heal it from everything you hide,
then allow me see and fix up the mess,
I promise not to love you any less.
I want all of you,
from the inside out,
through and through.
to love you is like breathing,
it keeps my heart beating.

- boron

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