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 Jan 2016 Niel John Ortizo
Lizley
They die a thousand deaths
until they find one
that can get rid of their last breath,
until dying
is the only thing that's left

of
*Memories.
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog) 
|01.13.2016|
A mo[u]rning poem.
 Jan 2016 Niel John Ortizo
River
Are we moving
Or are we just staring back
At our own reflections
Trying to find the connection
Between ourselves and living

It seems so cold
Living a life so bold
A life of broken promises and shattered dreams
Only doing what we're told

Finding who we are
Where we belong
It all seems so far

I can only imagine
If this life is worth living
Trying so hard to fit in

Eventually, I just gave up
Because I can't find the connection
Is life really worth living?
 Jan 2016 Niel John Ortizo
Lizley
Standing with the shadows of the past
Looking at the radiance of tomorrow
On my feet, with my thoughts, on the verge
Of falling or holding on
Of gambling and risking all
Of breaking deeply either way:

To jump would break the night
*To persist would break the dawn
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
|04.22.2015|
Now where do we go from here?
 Jan 2016 Niel John Ortizo
Lizley
It's okay
(It hurts so much)
I'll keep my mouth shut
(Please hear my calling)
Go bid your goodbye
(Don't say it)
I'll be happy for you
(I'll be sorry for myself)
I'll always paint a smile
(The tears will never stop)
Go walk away
(Stay, I'm begging you)
Leave without hard or hurt feelings
(Leave them with me, I'll carry them for you)
Find your space, your place
(It's here by my side, is it not?)
Don't look back
(Look at me, just look at me again)
If we're meant to be
(Yes we are, we were, and we could still be)
We will meet again someday
(How about today?)
I am fine
(Baby, I'm so torn, so broken and dead)
I will be fine
(Oh God, I want to be fine)
Don't worry now*
(Let me be the one to bear it all)
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
|09.13.2015|
I'm okay. I think. I should be okay. It's 2016. I will be okay.
Miles of road ahead of her,
With miles and miles behind.

Exhausted from the journey,
All aid and kindness declined.

Clouds above get darker,
Where once the sun shined.

On and on she will travel,
Until all becomes aligned.
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