The Deep

Sometimes, a person's depth goes unnoticed. But, there are times that it finally gets the attention that it so rightfully deserves. Sometimes, there are friends who sacrifice and bears the burdens of others. Sometimes, there are people who show you that they're okay and outwardly smile, but deep inside, they're holding something really heart-tearing. It's just that they don't have the luxury of spilling them out to you because it'll tear you apart too.

We are in need of friends -- people who can be there for you. We've been hearing the quote "no man is an island" over and over again. But this time, it really makes sense, doesn't it?

The Deep

Oh, I have this friend
Who always has a smile
And I'm grateful for that
It sheds me a mile

In my daily life
Of personal travel
I ask myself how
Can someone, for you, be there?

This is in light of the one
Who has been all-smiles
How you keep simple
And joy in others' flight

Cos you are the deep
And you are the blue
Who sheds inside tears
And bleeds for others, true

What you do not know
Is that there's a call at night
That sings your lullaby's
Rewards a gift of white

Note: written last August 9, 2008 at somewhere in the midnight, 13 minutes after the first one.

Emergency Holler

I see discomfort from your eyes
Yet you show us that you smile
I can't help but ask you why
You cover up and lie

I trust in who you are
Forget things you might do
I'd patch up all your scars
I'd be there and heal you

When will you run for cover
And begin to pour it out
Tell me your concerns and anger
I'm here to help you start

You relied on what you thought solution
You were trying to conceal
Your silence seemed the best resort
But the wounds still wouldn't heal

But it all seems invisible
Your whole being like a mystery
You're too frail and gullible
Don't think you're enough free

The more you think you'd handle
Darkness becomes your master
You're sunk low in this puddle
And you're devoured by this monster

When you're so through and tired
Like in an emergency holler
May there be a hand out
So that life wouldn't be unfair

Writer's notes: Sana ma-solve na yung problema 'mo'. Pero how? Sana lang when we're all tired of this maze, this confusion, may way out when we give up...I'm beginning to get tired...ilang oras ko na to ginagawa...di ko ma-express...mixed emotions kasi eh, and divided attention...minsan, darkness becomes our master, when it should be a monster. Sometimes we dwell too much in darkness kasi it's comfortable and there seems no way out. It makes you tired pero sometimes we enjoy it -- un ang mahirap. Mabuti na ring mapagod tayo para in the end, we'd give up -- to Him...we'd give up fighting...we're done and through of doing it all by ourselves...we're done waiting for an opportunity that wouldn't really come...cos when we give it up, only then will the opportunities open...