pierced into my head
the concrete unfairness
of this world
those in a better place
cringe at those
in the worse place
Aug 26, 2020
Aug 26, 2020 at 2:16 AM UTC
maybe,
it's not the possibilities
that's stopping me;
maybe,
it's me who is stopping
the possibilities.
Aug 26, 2020
Aug 26, 2020 at 2:15 AM UTC
caste to caste,
we are on a pyramidal paste.
less to none, the options to outclass
this is the cry of an outcast.
Aug 26, 2020
Aug 26, 2020 at 2:11 AM UTC
one day
he will love you
the way
you loved him
one day,
he will think of you
the way
you thought of him
one day,
he will cry for you
the way
you cried for him
one day,
he'll want you
but,
you won't want him
Mar 12, 2020
Mar 12, 2020 at 7:23 AM UTC
maybe that's why i come home rarely
what's the point of being at home,
when you don't feel like it is anyway.
God knows, i love them still.
maybe that's why
every word that they spat
hurts like a million gunshot.
God knows, i still love them still.
Mar 10, 2020
Mar 10, 2020 at 8:22 PM UTC
you ran so fast to chase
after him;
so fast that
you left
yourself.
Mar 10, 2020
Mar 10, 2020 at 8:14 PM UTC