How could you possibly start from nothing?
And then end up as everything?
I never thought I’d feel this way again…
More like I pushed myself to never fall victim again
To this arresting feeling
How ironic is it,
That what I wanted to lose the most,
Is what most people long for their whole life
I don’t know what to do,
Guess I’ll just ignore everything again,
Time to shut my senses to all the assaults that the world has to offer…
After all, I’ve suppressed everything so far
What’s one more to add?
Why would you refuse? Don't you want to feel it? Why would you ignore? Don't you want to experience it? Sometimes the feeling you are trying to share to us is something that is better to do. Tough, hard, cold- -and your poem is nice. After all, you are Nick Joaquin.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I know this kind of feeling...so true indeed!