athena_enchantra

this is the most anxious i've been in the past years

athena_enchantra

they say time heals all wounds
          so I calmly waited
          pretending to be busy staring at the skies
          from the window
          throwing side glances at clock
          
          The ticking sounded like
          a backtrack in a suspense movie
          and it was making my already broken heart beat fast
          I felt the shattered pieces piercing through me
          
          still I pretended to be mesmerized by the sky
          that was now dark because the sun have set already without me noticing
          
          I waited and waited
          but healing won't come

athena_enchantra

Today I woke up to a sobbing soul
          she mourned and cried the tears I couldn't cry

athena_enchantra

halatang lutang at bagong gising nung sinulat haha
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athena_enchantra

@athena_enchantra Good morning, she greeted
            nut there no traces of emotion in her eyes
            She trembled curling up beneath the sheets
            
            I panicked
            I never knew how to comfort someone
            I couldn't hug her
            I hear her words screaming in silence,
            "I can't take it anymore."
            I was aching to put her into sleep but now she's awoken
            
            
            "Hush love, your tears meant none.
            no solace you can get
            for you are meant to hurt
            until all that pain pouring empties you of emotion."
            
            words came out of my mouth like poison
            and there she was kissing them off my lips
            as if it was wine she drank
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athena_enchantra

I hope time was real
          and not something illusionary
          not a fragment of humanity's labyrinth of hopeless delusions
          
          then may a time machine 
          could've been possible
          timelines could've been fixed
          and there wouldn't be a proper concept for what a past, future or present is 
          and maybe we'll start worrying less 
          
           maybe being trapped to a paradox of time was possible
          and i'd be a willing prisoner
          never moving
          
          [unedited]
          
          p.s. I write confusing poems when I am confused myself lol