DESPITE THE BLUEMOON'S DOLDRUMS

you made me shiver in the cold -

veins unraveling in commotion

my heart grew faster in beating

and, you made my eyes

tired of waiting for nothing

i was lost.

you showed miniscule of affection

but overflowing eviction.

blinded,

by the endearing shelter of fame

and fancies of my dreams

crushed, i am now.

yet still

i could not forego; and

leave chain behind chain

i am tired but afraid -

to be wielded in the abyss again.

i could somehow

let go of you - forget.

but i am holding on.

freefall's note: wrote this one sometime in 2006, and was published in THE WESTERNIAN ADVOCATE'S EKWILIBRIYO 2ND EDITION. people thought this was some kind of my lovesick poems. but, it's not. this tells about everything i have inside.