when I left,
the skies seemed more bland
the breeze felt painfully colder
the ground shook till it broke
and the tears came till I choked
it's as if you casted a curse
on every thing I loved
you made everything fade— punishment for the choice I made
and even with miles between us
I still feel your hands on my throat
restricting me to survive
begging me to never go
BINABASA MO ANG
When You Left
Poetry"when you left, every part, every breath every heart beat of your body slowly became requisite parts of my poetry." a collection of free-verse poems.
