It's really hard to feel loved; when there is no one to love;
How to be hopeful, when there's no hope left to begin with;
Unable to feel prioritized, because priority was never a thing;
Give me a heart full of content, tired of feeling heartless
My life is a series of compiled fabrication of missing feelings and emotions;
Every breath I sip, every step I take, every blink I make;
Are all figments of my imagination;
Nothing but fabricated lies;
Lies;
And more lies
Feb 24, 2018
Feb 24, 2018 at 11:46 AM UTC
A figure reaches my hands in my sleep;
What the hell is this; Why the hell this feels so warm?
And then she kisses my forehead;
I can finally see her dark brown eyes;
Staring at me; melting my heart
I can finally see her smile;
Curved lips and deep dimples;
She quietly whispers to my ear;
"I'm sorry for leaving you"
I hold her glowing pure hands;
I look at her and I ask why;
Teardrops trailing on my cheeks;
What is this feeling?
I never feel this warm this comfort;
I never feel loved or cared;
Yet she gives me all with just her eyes;
She cries. She hugs me. I can feel her weak heartbeat;
She kisses my cheek, she holds on to me;
I swirl my arm around her hips;
I gently caress her and kiss her warm lips;
She glows more and more;
I can feel her heartbeat grows stronger
She stares me with her tearful eyes;
She lets me go. She turns her back away from me;
I try to chase her but my body goes numb;
I try to scream but there's nothing but silence;
My heart breaks when she goes away;
My lungs are suffocated, in dire need of her pure love;
But she's just... gone
I wake up with flooding tears;
I grab my chest as the pain seeps in;
I scream as loud as I can;
Why would she go away?
Why won't she stay?
I don't know what I'm supposed to do;
Haunted... by the ghost of her
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 3:45 PM UTC
Merlinius Ambrosius
Despite living in a fictional fame
Armed with intelligence and wisdom
Emrys was a man of mystery and magic
Born from a blood moon’s tragic
But he was somewhat charismatic
Filled with emotions of melodramatic
Destined to be the greatest sorcerer
Merlin must become the perfect conjurer
Fire, earth, air and water
He set his journey to end all slaughter
The prodigal son born from the seed of evil
His father was neither an incubus, nor a devil
The secret that shook the age of medieval
But Emrys served the light beyond God’s upheaval
Into the journey he rode the wagon
Across the fate he met a Pendragon
The two marched down as the skies blackened
Thus fabricated this unbreakable legend
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 11:57 PM UTC
IK-uh-rus
Son of Daedalus
A prominent mythical figure
With waxed wings of feather
Imprisoned within the thick wall
Not a even moment he would stall
The craftsman's genius risked it all
To escape from Labyrinth once and for all
A brilliant gift from a father
That melted his son into the water
Daedalus knew the wax will wither
Never knew his son would be lost forever
Icarus flew too close to the Sun
If he had known he would've run
Plunged into the sea, the burning son
There was nothing he could've done
A father trembled and had no clue
Of what to do, his feelings turned blue
Icarus was dead and that was true
But...
At least he flew
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 7:41 AM UTC
There is no action;
When you have no interaction;
It's hard to sink into deep drowse;
When you break all you vows,
You can never resolve a book;
When you burn the last page you took,
Ignorance is not the way, running is not the end;
How longer you think that you can pretend,
You can lie to others but not to me;
That veil you wear only I could see,
You didn't finish what you started;
Careful dear, you might get distracted,
You try hard to make me break;
But darling, that's a big mistake,
You'd wish you didn't oppose;
As I open, at the close
Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 12:13 PM UTC
I still remember your figure, your perfect eyes;
You curled your lips when you write;
Your addictive laughs echoed in my ears;
Time stops around me when i stare at you,
... but then you stare me back,
Don't deny it, don't deny this feeling;
We are like opposite magnets;
Pulling each other emotionally;
You can resist but God please don't,
... but then I remembered,
I miss our little game at the bookstore;
I miss how we flipped pages of books and read random sentences;
I miss how deep you stared how deep you listened to my problems;
I miss your sleepy voice when we talked for hours by nightfall,
... but then you pushed me away,
We talked but we never really talk;
We played our staring game still but you never admit it;
We worked together but you were never there;
We texted but your mind was somewhere else,
... but then I got hurt,
Hurting because of your ignorance;
Deeply cut because you weren't there when I needed you the most;
Scarred because you shut me away into the dark void;
Dying because of this undying love,
... but now I know why,
Yes we're still friends but I'm just your acquaintance;
No we stopped texting you blocked me away;
Yes we met and talked but you were forced to do so;
No you don't want to see me ever again,
... but now I'm still hoping
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 9:10 AM UTC
How can you ever picture a war?
Is it by the screams of innocent people;
As they break the silence of the aftermath?
Or is it by the piles of ****** bodies;
Enveloped with foul smell and black, thick flies?
How can you ever imagine the battles?
Can you feel how it's like;
To hold your own flesh and blood in your hands?
Can you even relate;
How your skin rips apart by cold steel?
How can you ever put yourself in their shoes?
The guilt and the rush;
As you pull the trigger and explode their heads?
The sound of cracking bones and spurting blood;
As you dive your knife deep into their hearts?
How can you even dare to think about the fallout?
A loud cry of a young boy;
Holding his father's limbs?
A banging shriek of a woman;
Holding her baby without head?
A silent weep of a young girl;
Holding her broken doll as her house burns down?
The sobbing tears of a man;
Holding his beloved whom burnt to a crisp?
HOW ? HOW? HOW CAN YOU EVER PICTURE A WAR?
.... I can't
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 11:48 AM UTC
Footsteps echoing the jungle's mud;
Jumping and climbing in midnight's twilight
The creature longed for vermilion blood;
But all it found was a fanged sprite
The new moon descends upon the dark;
The white wolf sprints and splits the night
It stops to run and starts to bark;
To a yellow-eyed that breaks the light
The two fairy tales come to life;
Growling under celestial eclipse
Will either of them manage to survive;
To a century old apocalypse
The trees fall down, rivers run red;
The fight is fierce, it breaks the dawn
So it ends with a bloodshed;
As finally the two has long been gone
Feb 6, 2018
Feb 6, 2018 at 10:09 AM UTC
Strings of thoughts linger in my mind
Day by day they intertwine
Oh how hurts this head of mine
Letting them out and I’ll be fine
Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 2:16 PM UTC
A wolf sits on the throne
By dragon’s breath it turned to stone
An old tale tells a story
Of a prophecy that brings eternal glory
Through unity, comes peace
Through love, war comes to a cease
Now death is ended, lives are restored
What there’s left but a great lord
Now come on dear let’s sing a song
Of ice and fire, all night long
Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 2:09 PM UTC