Yesterday owed me boundless regrets
In a river of detestation; my heart afloating
Incredulous eyes seeking for justice; I am wretched
Mentally troubled, my unreached dreams depriving.
Defense mechanism, I trust—
In suppressing these resentful emotions; hoping it’ll last.
Mouth-watering demise, I tasted
Embracing alterations for myself to deceive
I can’t feel my taste buds, anger toasted
Gripping sarcastic words for my pain to relieve.
Trying to linger on what was overthrown upon me,
I am a piece of flaw in the cornea of envy.
That exorbitant bliss, I missed
Wherein my naive mind can’t resist
Filtering my friends with a bunch of foe
To refrain me from saying no.
I am an unnoticed moss,
Living in a world where everything is lost.
An honor of second from first, I receive
In this tragic ceremony, where:
Reveries are nightmares to achieve,
Destiny secluded my urinating eyes in treachery.
Excruciating fist hindered underneath,
If not for speech, I’d left with dismal entity.
Tomorrow shall feed me barrel of aspirations,
Indignantly taking compliments as expectations
Like friendly termites punching holes in my abyss,
Engulfing dismay, I’m finally at ease.
I am not a tragedian,
But my ink is dragging my pen in sepulchre.
Anne Franceine Jean B. Corillo
