This is for the girl with never ending dreams I know it’s not easy holding on to your dreams When everyone want you to give up hope Yet, the heavier it gets the tighter your grip This is for the hopeless-romantic Never change for anyone and never expect anything less from others Every heartache, every […]
My life is a constant battle between my head and my heart and I’m the only casualty. I am feeling just as awful and numb, but slightly less anxious. Or is that just the fight in me dying? I hate that i am the mental patient and that he is the asylum. And that there’s […]
Dear my love So, this is it The end before it begin Ashes to ashes I used to think out loud, “I’m learning to love him Learning how to let my head to follow my heart I’m trying to be the best version of me So that I don’t turn out to be a villain […]
A wise man once told her, “You should let your heart pick a destination, But you must let your head guide you through the journey.” So, she is following the yellow brick road With a glimpse of hope on a barely-there chance. Standing in-front of a yellow traffic light She is slowing down and wait […]
I hate feelings. I really do. I understand now, why people committed suicide. They do so not to die, but to stop the feeling. NO. I’m not suicidal, I never am. Taking my own life is a luxury I can’t afford. How does it feel to live on borrowed feelings? It’s easier that I thought. […]
This time it’s different. I don’t feel like I used to. Those angst time is over. And boy, am I bored out of my skull. I guess after a lifetime of battles and chaos, when I’m finally at peace I don’t know what to do with my time. I like this. But I don’t like […]
Most of the times I feel independent And free That I do better Being alone I am good at that Always good at Shutting people out A gypsy soul A wanderer A flash of lighting And I was content I always am Sometimes even happy Have more ups than downs Then along came you A […]
I know I am not allowed to remember, or talk about it Or share them with anyone else, take ’em to the grave These are the fragments that I’ve buried with the ruins My fallen idols The ashes of once I laid to rest, my forgotten dreams Hidden, lost, under the decades of seasons and time If […]
Falling in love is a lot like death. It chooses you. It decides the moment and the chain of events that will preclude the precise intersection of life in which it occurs. It uses you – treats you as though you were malleable in it’s warm pliable hands. It doesn’t bother if you want it, […]
He is a song I want to sing A melody I want to play A poem I want to write I’d be his siren and he, my sailor My stars to a moonless night My mid-summer nights dream And when I’ll look into his eyes I’d know I’m home
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