Awake by Glorienne Broñola

I cannot fathom
how long I have been
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 when I was Asleep
Now I am Awake
Where a spectrum
Of bright colors
come to life
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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