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Perri Jun 2015
I started listening to Latin music recently
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I have no clue
what they're singing about
nor do I want to know
because I love all the emotion put into each song
feeling it creep into my soul
and wake it from its long hibernation
And that feeling is far more satisfying
than all the words in the world.
Perri Jun 2015
they say,
if something seems too good to be true,
then it usually is.

which makes me
hesitant about
the way you seem so interested in
every part of me

it makes me
so skeptical
that the stories you are sharing with me
are in fact
non-fiction

I have become
so cautious
that your words are genuine
and your intentions are indeed
pure

dare I risk
making myself vulnerable
when I have no clue
if you're like all the others
Perri Jun 2015
allowing someone to like you
makes you vulnerable
to when they choose
to no longer like you

so I beg of you
please, do not to like me
because
I know
in the end,
it will be painful
for me

must avoid at all costs
Perri Jun 2015
people say
the more pain you experience
the stronger you become

but I feel as though,
those people who have become so strong
due to painful experiences,
have had time to heal and grow in between
each experience.

but then there are those people,
like myself,
who don't have time to heal and grow between each experience,
because all of their life,
these experiences happen one after the other
and instead of becoming stronger,
people like us,
wither away to nothing.
Perri Jun 2015
my licence expired
my passport expired
my father lost my sin card
my father lost my birth certificate

on paper,
I do not exist

so now,
all I need to do
is physically not exist
  Jun 2015 Perri
Maximilian Ilagan
Don’t you think it’s quite unfair
how we could never be.
I thought we were the perfect pair,
yet no one could quite see.

You and I are basically one,
you see, we are the same.
But “us”, I figured, there was none
because we follow the rules of this game.

I’ve always wondered why our paths wouldn’t cross
even though we have the same design.
And I couldn’t count you as loss
for you were never mine

And I guess I have to live with that:
You being only as close to my side
because even though we never meet,
as long as you travel with me
(into this line to infinity)
it would still be an amazing ride.
we had to write a poem for advanced algebra. so here goes. inspired from the concept of parallel lines. you see, they are so the same, but they never meet. and that is so sad. eh
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