I closed my eyes for just a second And my life story flashed before me. I saw you and all the pain you caused. I saw me before I got shattered. Too shattered so that you must keep a distance Or else these broken pieces will incarcerate you. Stay away for I eat with theContinue reading “Pigs and Vultures”
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On my way back home…
I walked in straight lines. My feet carefully marking the street pavements. I then walked in diagonals Carefully marking the blocks with my sole. I walked with my face down Painfully acknowledging the pain and shame within. I walked with these demons, And they feasted on my failure. It was at this point that IContinue reading “On my way back home…”
THE PLAGUE
Heads turn in disgust, while eyes mock my presence. And hearts, they build these walls. Walls I shall climb for eternity, never getting in. The plague that I am, Hurts me, but above all those I care about the most Even before we meet. The plague that I am, The curse that I bear WillContinue reading “THE PLAGUE”
SEE THROUGH ME
My dark brown eyes May not reflect yours My dark chocolate skin, May seem rough on the outside. And my face may not be appealing But my intentions remains pure. You just gotta see, Gotta see through me. SOLOMON Writers remark; So I am getting this feeling that it was a very bad idea toContinue reading “SEE THROUGH ME”
Candle light love; candle like love
May you always remember that I wasn’t always like this.
That I was capable of feeling just like you, capable of honesty and empathy
Before all the pain came along, drowning me in this fog.
EMPTY AT 3AM
So give me that chance. Look past the rumours! Past my awkwardness! Past my PAST!
Look deep into me and give that person a chance! Thats all I ask.
But untill then, you can find me staring into the darkness; Empty at 3 am
GOODNIGHT
So have a goodnight Princess
And be sure that when you wake,
I’ll be right here with the rising sun and morning star
To wish you the most perfect of mornings.
And congratulate you for simply being you.
Falling Stars
And so night after night,
I pray our eyes meet again.
Only this time, our hearts too.
STRANGER
So men have accepted their truths
That they will always remain strangers in the eyes of another.
For strangers deserve nothing but hate and rejection
And strangers they shall remain till the end of time
SEASONS
For I have met monsters and winters phoenix, Behemoths that flourish in the cold, Monsters that freeze the life out of our summers, Beasts that derive happiness and joy, From shivering bodies and tattering teeth of men.