as i looked at the mirror
i asked who are you?
nothing replied
it’s just me
too different
i can’t remember
the times where i recognize myself
i put on too much
mask for everyone
i kept listening to the same old music
i opened a door in my mind
cameras are flashing
on my eyes
i didn’t find someone
i just found myself
alone in darkness
where i could feel
everyone is watching
expecting me to create fire
when i only breathe ice
i thought if i pretended
that i was not a fool
and get up to
their expectations
i would be happy
but i didn’t i just caused
the real me to be lost
in paradise of hell
where the crowd is the judge
and you’re a contestant,
but they didn’t know
fools eventually
change the
world

The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.

my heart burns as your name glows across my screen
the memories all come flowing back to me
the heartbreak you brought me
the internal pain that now stays within me
the gut wrenching regret that won't leave my mind
i see your name and can't help but feel all those feelings again
all the different emotions come flooding through my unhealed wounds
the wounds that you gave me
the wounds that had almost healed
the wounds that you just reopened
from those two words that appear across my screen
those two words that never fail to bring back a world of pain
those two words that just so happen to be your name.