at seventeen, you realise:
what makes you tick
what makes you sick
you realise
your life
is yours to control
your destiny
is yours to shape
you realise
every mistake you've ever made
is back to haunt you
that every step you take
might potentially destroy you
you realise
you've made too many wrong turns
and there's no turning back
Jun 12, 2016
Jun 12, 2016 at 11:30 PM UTC
i. the black hole
stars
they too fell
beautifully warped
frighteningly dark
nothing matters
time ceases
it's empty
there's only gravity
(and you)
you're trapped.
ii.the event horizon
point of no return
destruction-mode: activated
every inch
every ounce
torn apart
b y i
t b
i b t
you're gone.
iii. the singularity
beyond
another galaxy awaits
now
go forth
weightless
fearless
you're infinite.
Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 9:36 AM UTC
one moment there they were
sparkling, shining
they tempted
uphill they lay
arduous, breathless
she climbed
the next moment: gone
clueless, traceless
they vanished
she stopped short
perplexed, vexed
she blinked
she let go
she fell
she crashed
back into reality
for everything she saw
was simply, illusory
May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 10:44 AM UTC
you're tired
carrying the weight of the world
running, running away
what are you chasing?
carrying the weight of the world
against your frail fragile frame
what are you chasing?
peace, quiet, the paradise you'll never find
against your frail fragile frame
still nowhere to hide
peace, quiet, the paradise you'll never find
you're lost
still nowhere to hide
running, running away
you're lost
you're tired
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 5:16 AM UTC
where the light shines through
the dark lurks at your feet
with every step you take
it creeps a little closer
mimicking your every move
an empty reflection
of despair
and silence
it'll never go away
unless it engulfs your world
and extinguishes your light
May 17, 2014
May 17, 2014 at 3:19 AM UTC
*How do you even choose
When both choices bear the same weight
And there's no time left*
Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 4:19 AM UTC
Separated by the causeway
Two people stare
Emptily
As the second hand glides
Each tick-tock
On the clock
Reverberates through the chilling silence
Of their minds
9.14pm
Their mind goes back
To year Twenty-Oh-Five
When they almost slipped
Into slumber-land
But then the child's soul slipped
Away from his body
Turning lifeless
Without a goodbye
This day is not a simple day
To pass
It marks their strength
To fight
It marks their bravery
To face the odds
It marks a day
When he'll live in our hearts
Forever
Nov 18, 2013
Nov 18, 2013 at 8:57 AM UTC
It's the guilt
It's the regret
It's everything
You're not rejoicing
Didn't study
Did badly
Now it's too late
To change a thing
Oct 10, 2013
Oct 10, 2013 at 2:52 AM UTC