This is the day i stop breathing;
When my lungs burst, my heart needing
All around me without understanding
Jan 15, 2020
Jan 15, 2020 at 12:25 AM UTC
I am all but a shell
In my gut, a searing pain
Do you see me?
Jan 8, 2020
Jan 8, 2020 at 2:19 AM UTC
I feel not the joy in the day's end
Or the fright of the night's silence
Feb 2, 2016
Feb 2, 2016 at 10:38 PM UTC
I say I am not afraid,
I stand by every word I gave
Yet all the time I tremble,
Scared of the enemies I might make.
I say I am courageous
That I care not of what they say
As long as my values are kept
Yet the slightest offense, Oh how it make me shake
How strong I try to be,
Yet every time I fail
The sleepless nights have become addicting
Filled with hidden tears and wails so strong.
What choice do I have?
Do I flee or stay, try or move on?
Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 6:45 AM UTC
Help, please help me.
The reason is lost, I am feeling choked.
But I cannot tell them, they will not understand.
That every time, I have to drag myself up.
See, life plays its irony on me.
See, despite all of this, I do carry the greatest responsibilities.
That though I may feel dragged, still the anxiety has its greatest weights on me.
Help, a little purpose,
That is all I need.
A little purpose that tells me it is okay,
I can breathe.
Oct 22, 2015
Oct 22, 2015 at 2:49 AM UTC
Grounds shaking
Waves surging
Fire burning
Thunders roaring
Bones breaking
Lives wasting
Is this the end?
Unfortunately, NOT.
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 11:38 PM UTC
I breathe heavily, almost an impossible task.
Many thoughts cloud me, much obstructions limit my path.
Since when has this become of me,
Until when will this last?
Please.
I long to be once again young,
To be rid of the weight that drags me behind,
To float, fly free, and worry not
And once again treat life as a highway ride.
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 1:29 AM UTC
Oh my soul, please do rest
Please learn to calm down amidst the chaos
Do not rage, do not weep,
In your heart, peace please keep.
Dawn will soon be over,
The morning you cannot escape.
Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 12:50 AM UTC
I have always wanted to write;
For words, they consume me, taking me to varying heights.
However, I am much uncertain-
Will my words belong to me?
For my thoughts and the thoughts I have read long before,
They swirl, jumble, blur lines on my brain.
Because in the end,
I just want my words to be me.
Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 4:09 AM UTC