I think I'm in love with you
Or maybe I just found a soul
as damaged as mine
for a minute I thought
perhaps for the first time
I won't be alone
as both of us will stay beside each other
seek refuge in the miseries of one another
and explore both of ours deepest scars
discover its beginning
Learn its past
"Did it sting?"
"What caused you to do this?" make others uncomfortable
be there to remind ourselves
"life gets better" "this isn't the end"
"we have God and each other"
except I'm a fool
who waited too long
for you to make the move
now that you left
I can only give you glad tidings
and move forward
and wish to find another soul
just like yours –his ship has sailed
The roots are blooming,
the ground is starting to be filled with entities
The roots are intertwining with every possible sense
The roots are tangled up with anger
But anger… anger isn’t a bad thing as they claimed
Anger is a revolution Anger is a savior,
anger is a rebellious sense Anger is the womb for every unborn possibility of worthwhile lives
Anger creates, creates and creates
Anger inhales the life right into the bodies
“Anger” will always remain a significantly immense sense that words won’t justify.
She left me suffering with caraphernelia
'How can you be demolishing the beauty?'
'Why would you?'
'I don't think I will forgive you for this sin'
'you are so hopeless'
'you know what
loving you is exhausting'
Although it was just f(IV)e statements it surely felt like a millennium
Had I lost it all?
Did my castle just crumble?
The only thought that I had on my mind was 'who was I going to blame for this?'
Being honest I had no one else to blame apart from myself, I had to find a way to blame her.
light years away from a touch
pour liquor into my liver
leave me alone
I don't even blame her
I barely even understand myself
On the verge of being suicidal
The memories with her worked as medicine
Kept me living year after year
I got so much pain
It has aged like fine wine
It’s just that I stop myself from crying
Those tears are all I have now that she has left with me
A few months later, I almost sent her flowers on her birthday
She probably doesn't even remember me
The other day I saw a vase fall and break into 100 pieces
Reminded me of our first date
Everything apart from peaceful and romantic
A roller-coaster ride in a fine dining environment
We both knew that was a last call
Never meeting again
Never caressing each other
Never coming back to loving each other
Fate really played with my life
As I said I had to someone else to blame, so blaming Fate and her