Blood, Sweat and Tears

BLOOD. My dear, don't just settle for less Let your previous scars suppress. Learn thoroughly—reflect on me For they once pluck away my petals While neglecting my unlovable parts. And so, I got pricked down with hurtful thorns As I drenched my own blood all alone. Yet, I plead for some time as the sun danced, To shower me another rays of hope and assurance, That some flowers don't wither In unseasonable lonesome weather. Instead, they bleed and grow stronger Than ever before.

SWEAT. Remember the times when you're almost eating dusts 'til dawn. Burning eyebrows trying to perfect what you've sown. To reach society's standards that exceeds from perfection. Little did they realize you were sweating rivers just to feed their expectation. They put a skyscraper-like fence thinking you can climb it without stairs. Entrusting every step telling you not to fail We sweat before we reap victory, But they never see it as eyes were focused only on the trophy.

TEARS. We are born crying So expect that there will be more crying to come. We are then laid with an option whether to dance with those teary eyes or to deal with the pain later and just enjoy the rhythm of the fraud and lies. Satisfy oneself with the oddness of pain by thinking that rainbows will always come after the rain. Look into problems as hiccups like those pondering break ups by allowing yourself to breathe even if everyone around you will leave.

Every drop of blood is as important as a heartbeat Don't waste it by just cutting your skin. The prize of your hardwork comes with sweat A trademark of triumph amid the troubles you've been.

Cry, let the tears run down your face but never forget to breath and wipe the tears after. Life's full of blood, sweat and tears stand, put one feet in front of the other.

Words by Bryan G. Fernandez II, Jecel Marie Parawan and Analie Lobo Graphics by Dannalie Degamo