a message for haters

insecurity kills
as your blood spill through your veins
while i keep on stabbin
you can't stop screamin

your words won't scares me at all
because your pretending to be brave against me
try if you have the guts to kill me
or else i'll be the one who'll do the same

say anything behind my back
but be afraid when i have the chance
never let your guard down
coz i'll be the one who'll haunt you down

i point my gun on your head
but you can never run instead
i point my knife on your spine
while everything is not fine

i keep on snobbing
while you keep on talking
to know the whole truth
while i slit your throat

02/29/12


 

x teacher's note

as i spin letters

out of the circulo-nimbus clouds

that have formed an intricate

web

in my head,

i gathered all the resolutions 

that i tried to

complete

under my lids,

half-hoping that sleep 

would imbue me with 

creativity,

despair

and the drive to create

something

sublime,

tasteful

and immaculate.

Yet all I find

amidst the tangled 

concaves of my cerebrum

is the thought of

your cheekbones,

your scent,

your animal heat,

and your powerful resignations

to our smoldering

profanities and bacchanalian delight

in the flesh and the fleshless.

I hum

with a voice

of a deranged lover

hungering for a respite. 

May I deliver

all my responsibilities

to the moon and the sun

and the fucking Establishment

so we can 

LIVE LARGE

LASH OUTLAUGH MANIACALLY

LORD IT OVER THE WORLD

as we drown ourselves

in chocolate syrup 

and think up acid dreams

until the clock dies on us...

 i ran out of rhymes and words
but maybe a three-word sentence
would suffice.
I LOVE YOU.

-10reason

a letter to 10 by his x teacher

I know that
discrediting the past
burns like the limpid sun
held against your hand.
Yet, if you can't come to grips
with that quasi-social dilemma
---your broken heart---,
then how can you dismantle
her memory
and build a new one
with me?

doubts linger
like remnants
of a reality
still clouded by sleep...
silly prayers
won't wake you up
from the yesterday
you are struggling
to escape from.
Give me something
concrete,
realistic
and tangible
for you know
my faith can
be mortally weakened by
doubts,
neuroses
and je ne sais quoi.
Sorry for doubting,
it's not that I don't believe
but it's all I can do.

di ko akalain na mababasa ko pa pala to hay....kung nasan ka man ngayon alam kong masaya ka thanks  for the memories 

-10reason