my head was aching
you were shouting
you had this unbearable temper
but we'll be fine, we'll be with youbut it was like a cycle
you'd come back
be sober
for a while
indeed
a habit
is hard to dieagain,
where was your rational thinking?
I think it is slipping
i'm getting tired of this
please, stop the mess.
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BINABASA MO ANG
Her Unspoken Thoughts
PoetryA part of the whole. A collection of random thoughts and poems. March 24-May 18, 2021