Wednesday, July 30, 2025

Quicksand

I am tired,
Yet here, I still stand
I am scared,
To be buried in this quicksand

I remind myself to stay calm,
To breathe and think,
And not let emotions cloud my judgement,
For it would only make me sink.

Calmly, slowly but surely,
I wiggle free, I wiggle free.

Under the Same Sky

Isn't it weird
How months turned into years,
How the laughter we once shared,
Turned into anger and tears?

The roller coaster of emotions,
Gradually slipped away,
And though life still continued on,
My love refused to stay at bay.

I smirk in summer,
Knowing you'd be annoyed by the heat,
I worry about you during typhoons,
Hoping you're safe and dry,

In all seasons,
In whatever weather,
I hope you remember,
We are under the same sky.