Wednesday, June 06, 2007

er

i am in need of someone to talk to
but then again, i wouldn't know what to say (or how to say it)
when i do have someone to talk to.

wala

wala akong utang na loob

drown it away

drown it.
drown it in jazz music, rock music, sad, happy, melancholic, triumphant, any type of music.
in pictures, in videos,
in green, red and blue phosphor dots light up a million times in a second.

drown it
with thoughts of remorse,
with foreign languages that you do not understand
with the beating of the drums
with the sound of your fingers as they fly over the keyboard
the sound of strumming guitars
the sound of the airswing on the airconditioner
the sound of a thousand people laughing at you
drown it
drown it with the sound of your heavy breathing
your scared breathing
your panicked breathing
drown it
drown it with the sound of your heart beating
the sound of your sweat, no, you do not sweat
it is cold enough, no you do not sweat, and yet...

drown it
drown it with happy memories,
sad memories,
as the violin plays in the background.
as the clock ticks down.
drown it
drown it your endless ramblings
drown it with a thousand thoughts
with your artsy fartsy words
with the image of rain
of a puddle
of a leaf
of anything
of anything else
of anything besides it

drown it
drown it in, no, better yet...

purge it out.