I see her
The way she stands
The way she smiles
It angers me.

Why won’t she listen
Why won’t she quit
She’s mine and should-
Always listen,

It makes her think I’m cruel
I’m cold and incapable of love
But I gave her all and everything I had
I install her with fear, for the world-
And all that’s around her
I truly love her, but wished she’d disappear.

She wants to make her own decisions
Fine go be your own grown up
And find out the world can’t take you
You’re too much until you’re too little
She’s the thread, and I keep pulling
Why does she want to leave…

They’ll eat you alive
I’m just trying to help
Even out of spite,
So when she breaks-
At least I warned her
She’ll never make it alone.

what people say lately
the compliments
give me a headache

i think too much
was my makeup too much?
did i overdress? underdress?

but why should i torture myself
with such unimportant questions?
i am pretty.
and i deserve it.

Lighting my Heart
To
Overdrive
From
Lying people
                            -    Amisha priya

This afternoon I thought about
teaching you to paint
The dust sheets flew in the wind
And upon the nettles
danced sharp cracks of white plaster
Blue shadows pooled out across the lawn
And I think I loved you

Nature, art and poetry
My only three needs
Bringing colours to life
Meaning to words
To be understood
only after long gone

A mind  like a cathedral built out of ruins. Quiet, haunted, beautiful.
He's still walking its halls, lighting candles, naming ghosts.

He isn't healed. But he's aware. And in that awareness, there's a strange kind of peace.

after suffering a long time in silence. It's the moment of: "Wait... all of this pain was based on a lie I believed about myself?",and i laughed.