Awake by Glorienne Broñola

I cannot fathom
how long I have been
Asleep
Asleep but I was Awake
Deaf but I can hear
Blind but I can see,
see only the colors
Of shadow and purity
Unaware of the shades,
the colors in between
Lost in an inevitable
space of darkness
where voices that I hear
are unknown to my soul
But now my eyes
are open wide
Wider than they ever did
Before
Before when I was Asleep
Now I am Awake
Where a spectrum
Of bright colors
come to life
Bursting
Yearning
Coming unto my senses
All the voices
All the melodies
Ah! Such sweet music
For the mind
For the heart
For the soul
I am Awake

 

 

 

Glorienne Broñola is a 15-year-old student who is currently at her tenth year at Saviour School. She loves books and the smell of them (especially the old ones). Her head is full of a long list of imaginary guys from books (including Finch and a hundred more) and celebrities she wishes to meet (namely the 5/5 of One Direction, Ed Sheeran, All Time Low, and Shawn Mendes). She also loves music ranging from feel good acoustic to mind blowing metal. She dreams of being a journalist and fitting inside their fridge someday. She currently lives in Antipolo, Rizal, with her family and two pets, Feeboo and Nero.

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… is a contributing guest author for Germ, which means the following criteria (and then some) have been met: possessor of a fresh, original voice; creator of fresh, original content; genius storyteller; superlative speller; fantastic dancer; expert joke teller; handy with a toolbox; brilliant at parties; loves us as much as we love them.

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