Which words do you believe in?
The ones uttered a thousand times over, but as hollow as their sound,
Or the unsaid ones, that silently live, but mark their presence at the most unforgiving moments

Which anticipation do you rely your thoughts on?
The one pounding you to give up, and accept a lost cause
Or the tiny sliver of hope, beyond reason, pressing you to stay

Which person do you want to be?
The victim that let the outside world decide his destiny, and romanticized the disaster
Or the victor, that overcame, chose, killed, buried, burned, and rose from the ashes, stronger than ever before.

I'm looking for hope, for a new direction,
I'm looking for a sign, a glimpse of salvation

I've wandered too long, but not too far, Knocked on all doors, except the ones ajar

Pride was an alien concept, once I knew what I am,
A void that has nothing to claim,  a life that's been a sham

I sensed the desire leave, the fire in the shadow fade away,
Living in the hopes of tomorrow, before I knew it, it was today

I'm losing faith, as I beg everyone to hold on,
I'm inching towards insanity, as my world moves on

The child is captive, somewhere in the corners of me,
I want it to be my captor instead, I want it to set me free

It's not an even playing field, my heart,
It's my arena,
But you've had the home court advantage from the start  

It's not an even playing field, my heart,
You score every goal,
And I barely hit the crossbar  

It's not an even playing field, my heart,
Its defence was always strong,
But your tackling skills are a different art  

It's not an even playing field, my heart,
It let's you foul,
And gives me your red card  

It's not an even playing field, my heart,
And you knew all along,
Your tactics have always been smart

It's not an even playing field, my heart,
It's my arena,
But you've had the home court advantage from the start

I fought long, and I fought hard,
But deep lodged was the glass shard

It tore the three layers of my dermis, broke a vein too,
And when I finally pulled it out, it looked a lot like you

This love you give me, I deserve not,
These hands you extend,  but I've never caught

You give your all,  I only seem to take,
You catch me when I fall, when you should just let me break

I'm a vacuum, I'll only pull you in more deep,
I'm nothing at all, for me, don't ever weep

As a wave lives for a moment, still causes a stir in the sea,
I'm a passing moment's laughter,  forever can't count on me

You think it's a storm, and I'll rise above some day,
But I'm its eye, I'm the black, not the grey

I'll make you debris, collateral damage is what they'll say,
Here's your out, leave me, I'm a monster, you shouldn't stay

And why can't these walls be pictures of you?

And why can't the air carry your fragrance?

And why can't music be notes of your laughter?

And why can't mirrors be your eyes?

And why can't food taste like your skin?

And why can't every touch be your embrace?

And why can't time be a long drive with you?

And why can't newspapers carry stories of you?

And why can't rains be a shower with you?

And why can't walks be conversations with you?

And why can't the world revolve around you, when mine already does.

And then you laughed,
And then I laughed,
And suddenly that became the only way laughter existed

I waited for your call, but it never came,
I called you then, you insisted we're the same

How can that be true, if you never reach out,
How can I believe you, with a heart full of doubt?

We never had a deal, but I always honoured my part,
Why did you stop? Rather, why did you ever start?

You said beautiful words, that resonate in my mind,
Were they empty? Or did reading between lines turn me blind?

I want to hold you so close, that we're almost one,
I want to do so much, but these thoughts I must shun

Why am I attached to you, like a caterpillar stuck to its cocoon
Was it meant to be, or did I feel too much too soon?

I don't want to be the beast of your burden, an ***** you're forced to sever,
But I don't want an existence without you, the thought makes me quiver

We mattered to you, at one point, I think that's true,
That time has passed, I'm getting around the new you

You'll have a change of heart some day, that's all I can hope,
I'll hold on as long as I can, until you cut the frayed rope

My thoughts... Wildfire
Me... Ashes
You... A Magnificent Phoenix

The shadow ran, as the figure stood still,
The shadow leaped, like it had no free will.

The shadow wondered,  why the figure turned frigid,
The shadow wasn't inspired, it began to feel insipid.

The shadow existed,  because master was alive,
The shadow revelled, in the days master would jive.

The shadow turned, to see if it still reflected master,
The shadow cried; the lights were a disaster.

The shadow was desperate, for master to act,
The shadow was in the deep, it couldn't retract.

The shadow began to fade, as master remained aloof,
The shadow was dead, master pulled off another spoof.