Kamusta naman kapag iniwan ka sa ere, diba? Putik!!! Kaasar naman eh! Bakit ba naman kasi!! Ganito ba talaga?! Shet naman!! Iiyak na talaga ako!! 'Lang'yang pag-ibig to oh!! Mamumuti na ang mata ko't lahat, RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! Putik...Ita-translate ko pa 'to. Ewan. Shet.
Translation> How is it when you're left hanging in the air, huh? Mud!! [yes, I know mud isn't a swear word...But in our language, I've substituted it for a similar-sounding swear word.] It's so agitating!! Why?! Is it really like this?! s**t!! [Shet is only a local pronounciation of the foreign counterpart.] I'm really going to cry!! Shameless love!! My eyes are going white and all, RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! Mud...I still have to translate this.. I don't know. s**t.
Yes, I'm on the verge of becoming really, very sick. I'm talking literally. I've had a f*cking headache all day and needless to say, I would've been very willing to let someone take my brain out if I only knew...
I hereby quote, "Whom the gods wish to destroy, they first make mad..."
I hereby quote, "See!...Heaven finds ways for your children to kill themselves with love!"
I'm being murdered...The sad thing is, nobody but myself is doing it. Why? and How? Circumstances...
You came to me when my wings were broken.
I was unwilling, so very unwilling,
To let you take me to flight.
I was afraid, so very afraid to fall
And break my wings again,
But still you insisted.
Little by little, you taught me
How to fly once more,
And little by little, you gained my trust.
It wasn't long until I gave my heart to you,
And you said you would take care of it,
And I believed you.
One day, you flew away,
But I trusted that you'd come back
Like you always did.
But this time, you've been taking so long...
I am left to wonder where you are,
My unsure contemplations slowly eating me alive...
You told me you would not break my heart,
But do you know I'll die without it?
It's showing, slowly, surely,
Have you sent any letters?
I have not received them,
Damned be the Gods if they had anything to do with keeping us apart.
Falter, I have no right to curse the gods...
Why? For you are one of them, are you not?
You are, I know, I know, and yet you continuously deny!
I'm gasping for breath,
I feel that I am falling, free-falling...
The winds are battering my already bruised body.
Tell me, shall I have no mercy?
No mercy at all?
Do I not deserve it?
Answer me, I pray and plead!!
One by one, as I fall, my bones begin to break...
Can you not hear me?
Better yet, have the Gods purposely made me deaf?
So that I would not hear you calling for me,
Commanding me to overcome my fears?
'Tis a very high fall, still, I wait either to be saved,
Or to be dashed without hesitation,
Against the jagged rocks below...
My once-broken wings had been mended,
But why? For what purpose?
Alas!! Only to be broken again?!
Damned by Love itself!! Damned be the Gods!!
Will they not stop tormenting me,
Until my bones are crushed and can no longer be repaired?!
-entry in DeviantArt by yours truly
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