I'm always jealous
I have a short temper
I get overly clingy but I promise,
No one will ever love you like I do.

You see the beauty.
I see only questions
which need no answers.
I am at once
vulnerable and defiant.

You cut through the pretence
of the important trivial things.
The morning news
is enough to bring me down.

I sulk in bed, wondering
what is the point of getting up.
You make sure I find one every day.

You know the significance
of not taking my navel-gazing
too seriously.

And when I despair at the futility
of trying to fix the broken world,
you show me with your endless zeal
and unwavering hope
that just trying
can make all the difference.

‘’She has some blood
in her pale hands
that flows down softly
from her veins,
it flows on her fingers
then it goes down,
with little drops
to hit the ground.
She’s surely dead,
and I’m amazed
to see such people…
Getting their life erased,
without even getting that
they have just deleted
all they ever really had ‘’

A burning shadow follows you,
made of sorrows and regrets
at first unreal, now so true…
placed like billion spider nets,

it keeps you stuck ,so you can’t move,
meanwhile it burns you to the ground
it just wants you to approve
to admit it’s real, and yell it out

it consumes your soul
and drains your essence
leaving only blackish coal
making null your very presence

It has been cast from far away
and her mother’s name is Vengeance
this curse will eat you day by day
this my dear, is your death sentence.