Like grains of rice, she swallowed them. Only the drugs shine in darkness out of fear, anxiety and uncertainty that she had nothing to bear. She burned in the fire of her youth. Many nights she loses it. Exhausted from her innocence, she feasted in frenzy, only with the delusion of love and passion. The drugs burn her head every time nauseous and scared, anxiously waiting. He condemns her for being mindless while he sits in alcohol, inhaling his woman's fume. So she swallowed more after hours of taking four. Google says so, she thought. She calls him up for comfort, only to be damned once more. One day, she starts to bleed a kind of wound she’d been wanting to have countless times. Soon, her worries wane. I thought she saved herself.
But to my dismay, I saw her in a nearby drugstore. Only with the thought that she had lost it again.
*EC- emergency contraception (EC), refers to birth control measures that, if taken after sexual intercourse, may prevent pregnancy.
I lived with coffee and tea While they drank rust From the wretched pipes And planted rice for my kitchen
These men, their souls Poisoned from tarnish, cracked their backs Wrinkled their palms and foreheads Drowned in their sweat from exertion
This struggle that humbled me I looked at my cars, I remember their plows Crumbs for their breakfast and feast for my dinner They, almost bare, while I fancy my closet
Bleeding from the harshness of our inequities I fought with them, for them Envisioned to a cause greater than my life Far from these material hang-ups and consummation
For their wars are far more worthy than my battles Only selflessness and altruism Lead me treading the streets while I burn my skin I cried with them, for them
The road less traveled is a cliché but once, I found it’s more dignified noble and highly priced I cannot look back again
Like grains of rice, she swallowed them. Only the drugs shine in darkness out of fear, anxiety and uncertainty that she had nothing to bear. She burned in the fire of her youth. Many nights she loses it. Exhausted from her innocence, she feasted in frenzy, only with the delusion of love and passion. The drugs burn her head every time nauseous and scared, anxiously waiting. He condemns her for being mindless while he sits in alcohol, inhaling his woman's fume. So she swallowed more after hours of taking four. Google says so, she thought. She calls him up for comfort, only to be damned once more. One day, she starts to bleed a kind of wound she’d been wanting to have countless times. Soon, her worries wane. I thought she saved herself.
But to my dismay, I saw her in a nearby drugstore. Only with the thought that she had lost it again.
*EC- emergency contraception (EC), refers to birth control measures that, if taken after sexual intercourse, may prevent pregnancy.
I lived with coffee and tea While they drank rust From the wretched pipes And planted rice for my kitchen
These men, their souls Poisoned from tarnish, cracked their backs Wrinkled their palms and foreheads Drowned in their sweat from exertion
This struggle that humbled me I looked at my cars, I remember their plows Crumbs for their breakfast and feast for my dinner They, almost bare, while I fancy my closet
Bleeding from the harshness of our inequities I fought with them, for them Envisioned to a cause greater than my life Far from these material hang-ups and consummation
For their wars are far more worthy than my battles Only selflessness and altruism Lead me treading the streets while I burn my skin I cried with them, for them
The road less traveled is a cliché but once, I found it’s more dignified noble and highly priced I cannot look back again
I'm Gixx. I started this blog two years ago when I tried to go about my insanity through documenting my musings in the night. I am now 21, graduate, again studying in law school, and I am still floating and fleeting from my existence and unconventional personality and way of living.
I maintain at least five websites but this is where I write about anything random. I read a lot of books. I love travel and I'm a sucker for zeal and wisdom.
I like to take risks. And that's where I learn. Then I write.
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