the processThe process starts!They come. They rise. They clobber.Thoughts..these are twisted vines spreading everywhere possible over me.The process ends!I am buried deep inside the darkness of these vines losing my being.
one thingOne thing that has always inspired me with its beauty..one thing which brings a smile to my face whenever i think of it..one thing which has transition written all over it..one thing which is my favorite colors - orange and yellow ..one thing which is warm as a loving hug and cold as a conflict..
banging on the doorToday i feel like i have had a free fall.and i don't like this sinking feeling i get falling down because i don't know where i am going to land.it might be dark in the woods with slimey creatures around.it might me in the water which i am afraid would just engulf me and remove my existence.whom to trust now?i don't know whom to tell what i feel? i know this sensation.it is in my heart.and it is definitely not love.and i know its not hate.its FEAR.its the fear of the unknown.the wrong steps that i might take.the unknown people i might walk with.fear of the darkness that i might enter.where to find the light?i see myself standing outside in the rain.yes i can see my home.i am banging at the door.i am banging on the walls.but i am unable to get through.its like nobody sees me standing outside getting drenched in this cold cruel rain.its like the stares that i get are the questions at me that where is my home and who am i ? its like mouths whispering shameless things and giving impish sm
entwinedWhat is the difference between me and youor you and me??is there any by the way?i feel it is only in our bodies.we are different bodies but our source is the same.the same spirit.have you ever wondered about this possibility or do you only care about the things that you percieve?you see the world around you the way you have been taught.you have never tried to unlearn anything to have a chance to see the truth that surrounds you.believe me what you see is not even close to reality.so it does not matter that our bodies are not in touch. dont care just because our voices cannot be heard by eachother.we cannot see each other.but our souls are entwined.and just for once if you could forget the bodies,these physical appearances.if you could see through your body and touch your spirit,you would realise that you are touching me!!
completeMusic makes me happy.It makes me sing and my feet swing.Food keeps my tummy full.I don't live to eat but still.Love provides me with warmth.Here,where resides my heart.Misery makes me miserable.Tears!! That is all i can tell.Sun gives me energy.It brings nostalgia to me.But,what makes me completeis bits and pieces of everything.Without them I wouldnt be living!!
Only LoveLost in her sorrows,tortured by the years of pain,cursing existence and praying for release,all her efforts were in vain.Drenched in her bloodher body refused to leave,tried all she could to escape,but her fate she couldnt decieve.Such an emptiness inside,it echoed her strife,alone she was left struggling,noone to comfort her life.Then the moment came,it altered her everything,An angel was to be seen,divine light shining through His wings.He took her in His arms,picked out all the thorns.She knew it was a blessing for a lifetime of love,no more misery....only LOVE
You are EverythingYou are amazing.You are the smiling face,That gave that kidBetter hope for this place.You are the helping hand,Even if you didn’t know it,That helped everything turn outBetter than planned.You are the voiceThat helped someoneMake a vital choice.You are the jokeThat made them laughAnd gave them that strokeOf happiness that they needed.You are the bright eyesThat light the way,A lantern of hopeThrough the fog of lies.You are their push towardsTheir positive afterwards.And you are far from worthless.You,To someone,Are the most important personIn the world.We are all charactersIn someone else’s story.That pivotal point,That pushes them from misery,And leads them to their glory.
I Will Love MyselfSilence was at my doorstep.Rain fell from the storms of my eyesand hit the cold earth of my cheeks.Sunlight fell down my facein gentle waves.And blood tinted lipssmiled only slightly.The gentle springthat bloomed inside my chesthad begun to growand flourishand replace the winterwhose frost had held tightlyonto my heart.Silence was welcome.Tears were shed in joy.Sunlight was here to warmand blood to live.This was it.I had made it.I know who I am.
Infinitepart ii.I locked you in my closet,in the recesses of my mind.I kept you in the dark, I kept you in the stagnant, static,strangling air for what seemed likeyears because you couldn'tremember what day looked like anymore.(You would sit facing the wall,scratching letters into the paint,nails curling and cracking upward.You wrote"I love you,I love you,I love you," over and over untilyou would bleed from your eyesbecause you couldn'tkeep them open anymore.That paint was toxic.Wasteland.You fed off the fumes of driedpolymer and you were so sure thatif you tried hard enoughthe words would go throughto me.)It must've taken months.The world traveled around the sunlike you traveled around me,hovering from a distanceso that I wouldn't burn you.They all say that it was mygravity that pulled youtoward me, but it was always you,you,you.part i.They say love is blind and I believe it.But we didn't start outloving each other like we do now.Frien
Eat Something, PleaseIt's your fault, you know.It's you who's spewing your guts into the toilet,like powdery snow.Every day you hit the bathroom floor,grasp the porcelain rims,and your vomit echo through the door.I hate it! I hate it, more than anything in the world.I wish you could just tape your mouth shut,and your noises I could ignore.It's all about you, and the agony you've been through,but through your selfishness and saliva,I hope you realize I suffer too.I stay by your side when you treat me like crap.When you scream at me and yell,I've always had your back.How I wish I could purge when life gets too tough,I wish I could be weak like you,but my strength is just too much.How wonderful it would be, if you could take my place,and when you saw your broken form,then you would see the pathetic look on your face.But “plop, plop, plop” your vomit continues to roar,and through the repetitive screech,how I wish I could slam the door.I wish I had the strength to leave your
I Won't Let You Become Like MeI saw you fall to the floor.Because you couldn’t take this anymore.You laid there and said to me,Through tears that fell from your eyes,“Who cares if I were to die?”Reminding me of those hundreds of times,I’ve seen people bend and break.I’ve gotten so used to smiles that are nothing more than fake.I remembered standing by silently,Watching everyone collapse around me.Seeing bottles scattered around,Broken glass covered the ground.And I wondered to myself,“Is he ever going to get better?”And I watched you as you died,Slowly tearing yourself apart from the inside.Memories are still flickering,Behind my eyes.I suddenly remember my own cries,For someone to save me.Because I was so close to falling,That the abyss seemed more inviting,Than trying to hang on for a moment longer.Because my arms were too tired,To hold on.I am back in reality,Watching you fade away.And I see myself,And the countless other people I’ve wit
i'm cold, could you pass me a blanket?my kindergarten teachertold me there were flowers in my soul.too bad it's always autumn;dead inside of me.the garden is a crumbled heap,and my heart suffocatesbeneath the leaves.
i want to be wholeI am pale and to myself I am unkind.God! I want to fly away leaving this sorrow behind.Or may be burn it forever and throw it's ashes in the running water.No comparisons with anyone and no lack... I just want to be whole.