I’m so lost in thought. So preoccupied. I can’t think straight. I can’t decide on anything. I won’t leave the bed and I forced myself to write. I don’t want to listen to anyone or be anything. Except, be … Continue Reading cloudy thoughts
Dear you; I thought we were one. I thought my soul was connected with all your beings. I thought if I cried you’d hear me. That when I’d come running to you, Thankful, you’d hear me, maybe smile by raising … Continue Reading Angry letters.
”Lets clean you up” Now, thats the gut-wrenching part. Having to look at what she’s done to herself. What he’s done to her from the inside that projected it all on the outside. I help her stand up and walk … Continue Reading pt3
You know that you’ll hurt me enough to make me hurt myself.
So, basically. When I was younger, my parents always told me that I was the grumpy one between me and my twin brother. He was always ever so happy and cute and smiling whereas, I was crying all the time. … Continue Reading How I wanted to kill myself
She looks up into my eyes allowing me to let in her pain. Her bloodshot eyes, the bags under her eyes. The red freckles she gets around her cheekbones from the continuous rubbing to wipe off the tears. Her hair, … Continue Reading Someone Else’s Eyes pt2
I go into the house at about 2:07 am. No ones ever home anyways. Going in, everything is dark except for flickering lights of the wifi router. Hearing my own footsteps, I take my time climbing up the stairs. I hear … Continue Reading Someone Else’s Eyes pt1
If I could, I’d spill my whole soul and sew out of it a blanket so you can sleep comforted that I’m there when you have nightmares. I love you too much to lose you I’m sorry. It was all my … Continue Reading 50 things I should’ve said
Strange how you place me in hell when you’re merely just another person that would stand before God read for filth, Humiliated. Not knowing where God would rather have you in. Funny how you use Social media for your use … Continue Reading belittle (shade)
A lot have expressed depression in forms too true to be written. So I’ll skip that part. I am, in a way, depressed. No urge to elaborate. Would only like to add that its perhaps the 15th time I relapse. Only … Continue Reading Once more
I don’t ever complain about having to distract myself because as soon as I’m alone i can’t do anything but let my soul gut itself out of me and have it screech and tear apart everything i deny Its hard … Continue Reading thoughts
Two honey coloured moons and a beautiful excuse of a woman that is now my muse The way she hides every skin of hers not knowing that her vanillas hues could brighten moods Thinks she has a tummy and is … Continue Reading My vanilla hues (Jwharat Karachi)
My heart beats rhyme with her beautiful voice such a melody Eyes clung to the draping sun in the sky, desperately Her hands could never hurt hearts, though, they make music, incredibly If I could add anything to her, I’d … Continue Reading Serenity
I hope she grows fascinated of the stars like I do. Of scientists and painters and Einstein. I hope her little feet would carry her so high she’d eventually need her arms to fly. Daring for ideas and never too … Continue Reading I hope
I think of her every day. The way she eats salad. A sloth can eat faster. The way her hands are so small it felt like a toddler held my hand. so soft yet firm Her happiness so wild, acute, … Continue Reading Her
One breath shared between two Two hands bound into one The drawings on graveyards of stars he once drew The aligning rhythms of heart beats The ever so graceful curse with all its grey hues The reason Im so happy, … Continue Reading ones and twos