ANG SAKIT! (It Hurts!)

Simula (Start)

Author's Note
     If you're a Filipino, you probably know English. And there may be some English speaking people that knows Filipino. So most of the words aren't exact but has the same meaning. If ever it is a composed poem/song that is not by me, I won't put any Filipino or English translation. Sorry.

Authors Note: I do not own the cover picture or any picture here in the story. Credits!

Filipino- Bold                 English-Italics

Noong ako'y limang taong gulang
Nagaway ang aking magulang
Wala ako magawa noon kaya't ako'y umiyak lamang
Lumala ito nung ako ay nasa ika-limang baitang
Narinig ko ang sigaw ng kanilang away
Iyak ako ng iyak lumalabas na ang aking laway
Hindi ko na kinaya ang lahat ng sakit
kaya't ako'y naglaslas ng paulit-ulit
sobrang sakit ng mga nararamdaman
sigaw sila ng sigaw na parang walang pakialam
Sumunod naman ang aking mga kapatid
bukas palagi ang ang kanilang mga bibig
palagi ang sigaw nila ang aking naririnig
bakit kaya sila ganyan
Wala ba silang pakiramdam
na merong nasasasaktan
na merong luhang umuulan
na merong dugong tumutulo
na merong utak na gumugulo
na merong pag-asang nahuhulog
Bakit ganito ang aking buhay Mahal kong Diyos
maraming luha, dugo, laway, isip, at salita ang nagagastos
Tulungan mo naman ako O Diyos
Parang gusto ko ang aking buhay ay matapos

All of the pain just started when I was five
my parents, out of no where just started fight
I didn't know what to do so I just cried
This all became worst when I was in fifth grade
I just heard my daddy screaming his lungs out in rage
I cried all the way until my saliva escaped the cage
I wasn't able to let all the pain inside
so I just cut my wrist with a kitchen knife
It pained so much, especially my feelings
They didn't even care but they did all the yelling
My siblings came along with all these problems
If they're in one room all I hear were raging voices
why the hell are they like this
don't they care about my feelings
that someone's getting hurt
that tears are falling on the dirt
that drops of blood are staining on my shirt
that my brain is functioning, spinning like the earth
that my hope, my faith is like a dissolving hearth
Why did you make my life like this my dearest God?
wasting my tears, saliva, thoughts, words and blood
Please just help me, help me O God
I could just imagine myself drowning in my own blood

Author's note: Hope you like it.