The things we feel
we project to our surroundings
and no matter how much we love love
it will end up hurting us.
one person who’s nearly at the end
of their relationships
if they asked me, should I go
or should I stay?
I’d say, stay
until you can no longer
endure it, then
walk away.
t.l.
at least now you know you’ve tried everything.
Silence is better
than false hope.
Once you let them go,
don’t hurt them
by reappearing again.
t.l.
I hope you know I’m suffering too.
Update on the bird escape incident.
One lovebird managed to find its way home. I’m so glad she’s safe. Poor thing was starving, the first thing she did when she’s back in her cage was eating as much as she could. I don’t know if her friends are still out there or if they made it through the heavy rain last night.
Will update more if any bird makes it back. Yesterday was terrible. But today, we finally have some hope. No food. No shelter. The weather wasn’t on our side. But this one is a fighter who decided, ‘no, I will survive and there’s no stopping me.’
I need to be more like her.
t.l.
There is too much
suffering
in the world,
could I pass by it
without a flinch?
could I keep going
like nothing happened?
It’s a gift
yet a punishment
to feel this much,
this intensely.
t.l.
I’m drawn to agony like bees to honey.
You’re my source of happiness
but also miseries.
is it true that I have to be
buried deep to learn
how fresh the air is?
t.l.
if there’s no bad, how can we feel good?
I am both
the relaxing piano chords
and the intense electronic beats.
I am both
the tiny waves that brushes
against your ankle,
and the tsunami that drowns
the whole village.
I come in gently
but I can mess up
your world if I needed to be.
t.l.
My dad has been letting our lovebirds outside. First, it was near their cage. Then, it was in a sealed room. Then, he let them outside. Told us he was right, they came back.
They always come back you see.
Today he left them outside in the garden. They left. All of them. They’re stuck in the rain, cold and wet and hungry. There were moments where we thought these birds have learned that the cage is their home.
No cage is home.
t.l.
You said,
you were waiting for
the right one to come.
but if I was right,
why did you want to
run back to her?
t.l.
It’s okay
to be mad
to want to throw yourself
off a cliff and then
pick all the pieces together
and smile again.
t.l.
Did you catch yourself trying a natural smile in the mirror?
You don’t have to
be scared now that
they’re gone and nobody
tells you what to do.
You get to make your own
decisions now
some of them will be bad
but they will be yours.
t.l.
It will all be worth it
Tsunami of Words 