Praví

the poet // the poem

This poem is heavily inspired by Lorde’s “Liability (reprise)”, a song from her Melodrama album. Please listen to that song first.

Liability. Are we a liability?

Are we being too much for being who we really are?

Are we being too much for what we have asked for?

Maybe we just overthink the things they told to us

Make beliefs out of what is unordinary

Or play pretend on those unfavorable circumstances

You think we are going places

But instead we are only dancing in circles

What are we going to do?

What are we willing to lose?

You take my highs to the depths of below

Make me rue my truth so I can go with the flow

Then tell me you were my only home

Just to find myself left hopeless and alone

All of the leaves that are turning

All of the bridges that are burning

We know this shall pass too

I hope it will come so soon

Liability by choice, not by default

So whose fault was that though?

Nakakasawa rin palang mapag-isa sa sariling katahimikan

Minsan mang namihasa sa hatid nitong kapangyarihan

Ngunit mauumay ka rin sa gitna ng iyong kalungkutan

Kasi pilit itong makikisabay

Kakaway sa’yo ang reyalidad at muling aakbay

May magagawa ba ang iyong pag-iyak

Kahit lingid sa sulyap ng iyong kapamilya

Alam mong wala nang mag-iiba

Marahil ay dulot ng kinagisnang kahiyaan

O takot na mabunyag na mahina ka naman pala

Kaya hahayaan mo na lang

Kasi mapayapa sila kung ikaw ay titikom

Mas mainam na ikaw lang ang nakakaalam

At baka madamay lang sila sa iyong paghihingalo

Kaso ayun nga, nakakasawa rin talaga

It is always a struggle for me to wake up early in the morning;

Not just because of not getting enough sleep—

insomnia has always been kicking in to the point that I learned to live with it—

But rather due to the fact that I do not know how to start my day right.

Cup of coffee? Pop, jazz, ballads, or OPM?

They used to make me feel that things are going to be okay;

Now, everything is uncertain, but with just me, being restless and palpitating;

trying to be stoic amidst all of the energy-draining worries.

I just want to regain my joy from those little things;

Yet still, here I am, waiting for a merciful miracle to happen;

Time, please allow me to reclaim my youth!

I just want to enjoy life again with an adrenaline fuel, rushing through my cardiac engine.

Here, I sat again, alone in my little bed space, trying to start my morning, with a hopeless yet hopeful melodrama:

For someone whose mind always flies;

A victim of anodyne love and smiles;

I, by the slightest doubt, still sense

The way your eyes evade mine.

So I come, and let you take my all;

We sweat our fight away, again, for sure;

Like suffocating fire with a f*n mouth blow;

But why do things feel not right though?

Has it always been overbearing?

Or am I just being overdramatic?

Sending texts of “r u having dinner here?”

Yet nothing but silence is what I received.

So I come to you, and let you take me on;

But we both know this is just for a show;

And now, I am worried that your home

Is somewhere not near me anymore.

And when the wind blows,

I feel like this house is too spacious for one person.

Akiro Okami

The 7th child of Okami, one of royal families in the tribe of Blood Moon worshippers, is on his quest of finding a cure for his cursed mother. But on his journey to cure and self-discovery, fate challenged him to a fight!

Dinayo ko ang kahabaan ng daan

Madilim at makipot

Walang tao saan man ako lumingon

Pagod na rin ang aking mga paa

Ngunit kailangan ko maglakad

Nang matunton ang bulwagang-bayan

Nagsilabasan ang mga kulay

Langhap ang simoy ng ihaw na may halong pawis

Pero hindi pa ito ang aking hantungan

Dadaan pa ako sa kahabaan ng tulay

Ngunit kailangan ko maglakad ng mabilis

Ito na ang hinihintay na sandali

Mailalapag ko na rin ang aking bitbit

Malaman at mabigat

Walang tao sa paligid

Kaya sinimulan na ang paglibing

At nang malalim na ang bangin

Doon ko iniwan ang anino sa talahiban

Walang makakaalam

you are poetry and prose

INCREMENTS • Art Series 12

In this year’s Halloween special, I am establishing a [supposedly] consistent narrative about love and relationship that took an unfortunate turn, but I realized that it did not completely translate in the art style that I used.

However, I still want to push through this project because even though the trajectory of the art direction seems off, the purpose behind this series is to highlight the importance of how little things are easily ignored, and how it can potentially lead to bigger outcomes, which sometimes go worse than what was expected.

Listen to “Courage to Change” by Sia

And to “Wounds” by Ourselves The Elves

We are no angels or prophets; We are our own ghosts and demons; stabbing ourselves every now and then.

Listen to “Sikreto” by FUJI

[TRIGGER WARNING: DEATH]

***This is not an invitation to succumb yourself to thinking or acting negatively about death. This particular post is an open discussion about the ideas and beliefs lingering the concept of death. One example of this healthy conversation is from when I watched the seventh (7) episode of The Midnight Gospel, an animated series/podcast. They have great insights about life, in general.

Why do we always have to antagonize ‘death’ in our lives? Let the thought of it comfort you from your anxieties — that after all of these clowneries, we are all going to die. Just keep doing what you are doing, and aspire to just enjoy life as is. Death is your friend, but then again, don’t obsess yourself with it. Believe me, it is not cute to take the lead from that entity. Focus on positively improving yourself, instead.

Listen to the last three (3) songs of Billie Eilish’s WWFAWDWG album.

This was the original inspiration for this whole series. I had this vision in my mind for a very long time. And it just felt like I need to make this come to life, so I did.