If in a situation where you see someone,

As brave, independent, kind and strong.

Behind the curtain, you will see.

A person who keeps a lot of bruises,

holes, wounds.

If not something your eyes can see,

Is something inside that person.

Emotionally and mentally.

When the world treated them as a

threat and nuisance,

They, who, rather than voicing out and defending themselves,

Would rather stay silent.

Even when their hearts were already

in pieces.

Begging and crying.

There was a hint of patience on their faces.

Unbeknownst to anyone,

was a face of a survivor.

A survivor since the very first day.

When they noticed a slight change in

those eyes,

They became wild.

Wild enough to hurt those survivors.

To a point where they demanded

a forgiveness.

When they didn’t deserve to be forgiven.

Unbeknownst to them, those survivors were actors.

In which for the sake of their group,

they stayed silent.


Forgetting and moving on.


I would like this to be the last time.

For everything that reminds me of pain.

I don’t want to look at the sky just so

I can feel ease.

Not anymore.

I hate it when I have to sleep with nightmare still lingers on my mind.

And waking up with an absolute

disgust of myself.

I promise to myself…

this suffering ends here.



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