post penang

i have to try
to learn to be happy again...

a year ago, i started this journey
and i would like to believe that I succeeded.
with flying colors.
until I met you.

i have to try
to walk with my own two feet again
and it makes me cringe at the thought
that i feel dismembered
after such a brief encounter

a week ago, i started to think that maybe
i can find it in my heart
to be less afraid
to be less guarded
to be less analytical

i have to try
to be brave
to face whatever might come out of this
too old to hide under the sheets
if it's not worth getting an upset stomach over
it's not worth it, right?