Kitang Tanan Talawan (2022) for Reading Visual Art
What is fear?
I keep trying to define that word, only to find out it defines me.
I've been busy staring at blank faces with the most beautiful lies slipping out my tongue. I tried to defend myself because it was the last thing I can do.
[ ] I can't look at the person in the mirror without hating it for being real.
[ ] I can't leave my ness for I know the ill they'll tell.
[ ] I can't speak for they cover my thoughts with their lies.
[ ] I can't open my eyes and just stared, for they show me that reality is blind.
[ ] I can't get out of this waters for once I do I’ll be limitless.
[ ] I can't accept beauty for they build me ugly.
My fears define my trauma but not me.
I want to feel real, thus I feel fear.
I keep these emotions, therefore I am.
I am myself.
Dili usahay masabtan ang rason pero kahadlok akong gibati
Paspas man ang mga panghitabo
Itago man ang sakit sa akong kaugalingon, di ah gihapon
kauban na ni sa atong kinabuhi, sa atong pagkatao
pero nganong nabag-uhan man ko? siguro wa'y kahumanan
wa'y klaro man nga mawa sa kahangturan
pero hinay-hinay kong nga madawat
ang akong kahadlukan




















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