Meltdown, breakdown,
you’ve become a broken machine.
The times have proven too powerful.

As if all the throb and bruise and weight are
all factors of a fairy tale. Pff.
The years behind sure have blinded you.

Sure, you work for the paycheck,
free time’s with all the friends you can find

but the mind is in another world, the past,

causing you to end up alone, where it all comes crashing back.

Breathe in, scream it out, even if they
no longer care. Express yourself,
scream it out, all of it out,
a weary soul needs it most.

Release, release, release until you’re empty, you’re skinned,
until you’re in the wonders of today, begin again,
when you turn around
and no longer recognise yourself.

Published by troycabida

Troy Cabida (he/him) is a Filipino poet and producer based in south west London. His recent poems have appeared in TAYO Literary Magazine, harana poetry, MacMillan and bath magg. He is a producer for London open mic night Poetry and Shaah and co-founder of Liwayway Kolektibo, an arts and culture network providing space for UK-based Filipino/a/x creatives. His debut pamphlet, War Dove, was published by Bad Betty Press in 2020. Photo taken by Ray Roberts.

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