Forced inspiration..hehe

Nalingaw ko dah. My officemate turned my poem in the previous post into a song. Then my other officemate was challenged so he asked me to write one more piece so that he too, could turn it into a song. Here's what I came up with in three minutes. I don't know if this is decent enough. haha...

There are paintings on the wall

There are echoes in the hall

My vulnerability emerges

I'm naked

I'm sacred

I'm rising from the dead

There are puddles on the pathway

As I licked the rain away

I flicked thoughts of you into the can

I'm naked

I'm sacred

I'm rising from the dead

I hid myself in the trunk of my car

I urged my mind to go very far

Bright light engulf me with your warmth

I'm naked

I'm sacred

I'm rising from the dead

Tonight I shall breathe again.