The past.
It is a place and time, where things have come and gone.
It is a place and time where we seek what has been lost for long.
The past.
It is where our fond memories stay.
Where our minds dive into the fray.
We watch as our skies turn gray.
Why can't we let go of the past?
When it's mostly stained glass.
Seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years -- time, passes.
But our memories do not.
We may forget, but not a lot.
The times in which we were happy is what we sought.
Sadness and regret is what we got.
I long for the sweet moments.
Unfortunately we all get harsh torment.
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 1:42 PM UTC
Unnecessary feelings amass
Forgetting becomes quite a task
Emotions volatile in a cask
You empty your flask
Savor the temporary bliss
Such heartfelt happiness
Time passes
Why do we feel the way we do?
We soul search for a clue
We often ask if we can undo
All the mistakes we've been through
We cannot help but dwell deeper in the past
Hoping to find an answer at last
Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 2:11 PM UTC
A rose is a rose
Just because it is a rose
Does not mean it's important
It is the time you spent on it
That made it so.
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:02 PM UTC
As each day passes
My life crashes and burns to ashes
I wallow in my weakness
As I failed to become IDEAL
I go through this ordeal.
I step outside to feel the air
Cold, dead and crisp with a twist.
I tread on my barren path
As I walk for hours
I cringe in guilt
For the bad that I built
The love that I had
The love that has gone
The friendship I forged
Now rubble in my city.
I look to others to seek comfort
Nevertheless I cannot deny
I really wanted to die.
I leave their presence and make haste
Slowed down and remembered nothing matters if it goes to waste.
I sit inside the bus
Smoke and the touch of rust
I arrive at my station
And head to my destination.
Streets lit with an ample glow
My body aches in a sudden throw.
I see a place that I call home
I enter and feel alone.
I rest on the couch
And let myself slouch.
I start thinking the worth of everything
Now it is less than nothing.
I breakdown and knelt
God is this all I felt?
Nothing could be done.
Now I succumb
To the monster I've become.
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 1:16 PM UTC
There I saw her from an angle.
Only which some could find the distance ample.
Her face obscured by her hair.
Her neck was left bare.
I see her as an angel.
To the point losing her would be fatal.
I loved her so much I couldn't handle it.
The thought of her leaving left me dismantled.
Fate is a funny thing as it is ironic.
Feelings so deep words could not fathom it.
The day comes to an end.
My emotional scars I could never mend.
These tears that trickle upon my skin.
Made my thoughts spiral and spin.
I put my mind to the test.
I lay my heart into rest.
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:55 AM UTC
Eleven eleven.
The time I heard a raven.
As the flock flies away.
The paladin is to stay.
Milady in her slumber
Safe and sound in her quarter
I stand my ground
Until morning is found
Hastily comes the servant
He most certainly is arrogant.
My princess stays in place
Where I guard shield and mace.
Our ties and fates interlaced
I wait for milady's embrace
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:51 AM UTC
I look at you and smile.
Oh how it makes me happy for miles.
I space out in the class.
You tapped my hand.
I hide these feelings and hope to blend.
But these emotional scars I cannot mend.
I take another look at you and frown.
You seem so down.
I wanted to be your clown
I disregard my happiness.
As your happiness is mine.
I just hope I didn't cross the line.
I knew you are perfect.
That is the thought in my mind.
But I never said you were mine.
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:30 AM UTC