Nichomachus's Blog

There is too much violence

surrounding our breaths,

Where a diverse religion sleeps,

An intolerance behest.

The monsters are in power

and the righteous are in chains,

What is good is overpowered

by the hands of the blood-stained.

If only there’s humanity

that dwells inside our hearts,

Then no man or deity

can tear this world apart.

In a world that is filled
with cruelty and hate,
we were taught
to be soft and kind
to those who
have grown calluses
on their hearts;
We were taught
to stand up and fight,
in times when kindness
could no longer save us;
And these things
have forced their way
into the layers of our skin,
endlessly playing
with the fire inside
keeping us up
every single night;
And we could
not set them free.
They are chained
inside these walls we made,
just to keep them at bay.
They slam the doors
and scream na...

Do not fear what lies ahead. It is perfectly normal to be frightened at some point but remember that taking a risk is better than drowning in regret. Forget about what will happen to you if you take this path. Forget about what other people will think about you if you choose. The only thing that matters is you and your happiness. Do not allow fear to feed on your chances. Sometimes, we need to take huge leaps to move on. We make decisions that are so treacherous that it makes us doubt if we’l...

Here goes nothing.

Here goes nothing.

I miss you. I miss your laugh and those lazy afternoons where all we do is to stare at the ceiling and talk about how you wanted that bear at Miniso. I miss that smile on your lips. I miss the way your hand fits perfectly in mine. I miss the way you call me baby and how it messes me up every time. I miss how your shirt would fit perfectly on me. I miss the way we share the same cup of coffee every morning, and how we share the same cup of beer at midnight...

Sometimes, I think of myself

as a creature not from this planet

maybe I belong to the other worlds

orbiting the warm, yellow sun

or to those outside the tip of this galaxy

and these beings I have met on Earth

one by one they break my heart

into tiny million pieces

others have tried reopening the wounds

in search of a kind of love

that they can never carry

Maybe now that I have grown

in a world that is not mine to own

I now understand that this heart

and this body is radioactive

it emits a kin...

There they go again, whispering and laughing mercilessly. They all say the same thing. They all want the same thing. I was a young man with old dreams of a happy life. All I ever wanted was to be free from the things that hurt me. I have tried so hard to fight for it but I think the odds will never be in my favor.

I have been aching the same feeling, the same pain, and the same thing ever since I was a child. I want something different to happen. I need a miracle. Mom taught me how to pray in...

“Don’t tell anyone,” the cousin said as he handed the little boy a lollipop to stop him from crying. “You don’t want something bad to happen to you, right?” he added. The little boy nodded as tears rush down his cheeks. It happened again. The first time was abrupt and unexpected. It was late afternoon when the little boy’s parents went away. His mom was a school officer and his father was an alcoholic. This being so, the little boy was often left to the custody of his older cousin on weekdays...

You give me a thrill
that nobody else fulfills
A ride of my life
more than a ferris wheel
and whenever i try
to hide and deny
You give an answer
to all of my whys
and whenever i feel
that this love will kill
On my face are your kisses
that endlessly spill
with each one like a wave
of the deep blue sea
They splash and they linger
with this love for thee.

I have been broken for years,
my bones are swimming in tears
living my whole life in fear,
drowning my body with beer

Looking for love in a void,
trying to save what is left
fixing what was once destroyed,
hiding the wounds on my flesh

Here I am gasping for hope,
wishing this life I could cope
but as I travel the slope,
I end up strangled in ropes.

—nichomachus

There you are
lost and wandering
chasing something
with a mixture of painful
feelings of resentment
willingness and anxiety
Piercing you abruptly
without hesitation
trying to mold you into
your own negation
And even though
it hurts like a thousand screams
you squeeze yourself
to fit their mold of approval
and it goes for hundreds
of cycles of sunrises
and sunsets
trying to remind you
that you don’t need to do it
But you do it anyway
with eyes wide open
knowing that it’s a game they play
Are y...