Oh fairest maiden dressed in blue,
with blessed eyes i gaze at you.
Your lips speak volumes, no need to talk.
You are my shadow this lonely walk.

(Along with the Atmosphere)

Here we are again...
another look to stare.

You’ll wait for me to come your way,
I’ll stay over there.

I can’t seem to be bothered to be
removed from my selfish chair.

Didn’t you know that I no longer cared?*

It’s as worn as my welcome,
which is gone in such a way
that one could believe
I was never there...
                
...or here.

I forgot what moment was which…

...It’s too late.

I’m already bewitched
by the thoughts that I have streamed
and it’s gone along with every dream
That we have ever dreamed....

...which didn’t seem too important to me.

I heard reality,
abrasive and pane’d,
she was cruel,
but not as cruel as thee...

Who can only serve to fit
                                                             ­                  the most unfitting of endings.

27 | 31 Poems for August 2016

Today I am finally breaking free and slowly stripping away all the things that seem to burden me.
In due time I’ll be fine and I’ll eventually find what makes me laugh and smile.
I’m not where I want to be but give me time, I misplaced my favourite watch.
I need more 808s and less heartbreaks – music that will take the pain away.
I need something that’ll make me forget about my problems just for today.
Love isn’t always magic sometimes it loses its energy and remains static.
But I want to feel it anyway, whether it quickly overwhelms me or slowly begins to fade away.
I am finally breaking free and slowly stripping away all the things that seem to burden me.
I left my heart far away from the margin on a page that was carelessly ripped from my book of thoughts.
My hands are freezing and my heart is bleeding, this whole thing hurts but I try my best not to let my frustrations show.
Before my whole world began to fall apart I knew that I was in too deep like Omar Epps.
All I was trying to do was love you better but I never thought that you’d ever pack your bags and leave.
I am slowly falling apart and all I can think about is gathering the pieces of my broken heart together.
Today I am breaking free and stripping away all the things that burden me.

Do you see that old man
filthy and wrinkled on the street
he's a statue where the feet often steps
and yet his soul never did leave

Do you see that young lady
Pained and teared in her heart
sitting by the lonely bench
her eyes teary, staring at the sun

Have you seen that small child
cold and starved by his fate
drinking water despite its filthiness
smiling despite the cruelty of the world

How many unspoken words are there
roaming around in the thin air
knowing how large the world is
Yet the love is so small, so rare

Knowing how heartless people can be
knowing that their beloved ones left
and yet they wore shades of smile
With their unspoken words behind everything else

I used to love the smoke
The calm it brings
to my tortured mind

I used to love a glass
Filled up to the brim,
chugging it down
Drowning all my pain

I used to love a bed
Sleeping in it,
For hours on end
Wishing i could just sleep forever

I used to love to swear
As if every curse is a scream
That no one would hear
For the screams i heard are next to my room
Sometimes, its not just shouts that i hear

I used to love to lie
That i was okay
But i am not

I used to love the needle
Piercing my arm
For the sting is nothing compared
to the stabs at my back

I used to love not knowing
And knowing
What is right
but still chose what is wrong

All of this
Was before,

But Before there was after,
There was now

If i told you i needed help
would you listen?
Or would your silence
Echo off the walls.
See my life is like a car,
Sometimes moving fast
And other times so **** slow.
If i told you i feel hurt inside
would you not just hear
but listen
to what i said
I need someone to care.
Im tired of trying to fight alone.
Im tired of trying to survive at a table for one.
If i told you
I cry all over my body
And each tear is a knife
And they are leaving scars on my flesh,
Would you cut me a bandage,
Sop up my blood,
Or leave me to bleed out.
If i told you
I was alone and my demons are taunting me
would you get me out
Or would you keep walking
or keep scrolling...
Im not begging for attention,
But one cannot be expected to be alone and silent like a life long detention.
If i told you
I was ready to confess everything
Come clean from my secrets,
Strip myself naked so you could see my imperfections
would you care even the slightest bit
Or are you so selfish
And so ignorant
To walk on
And leave this person to die.
If i told you i was ready to die
would you blame it in cliche,
Or believe it and save me from damnation
Its time to think.
It could be up to you
This isnt just my world,
Its yours, too
and dont you want to be
somebody
To someone?
I need you.
Because all of these "if i told you's
Are becoming
**im telling you