Who am I
What am I doing here
Why is the sky blue
Where will we go when we die
When will I get an answer
May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 5:52 AM UTC
The world is a giant orange
Hard on the outside
Pulpy on the inside
But nothing rhymes with orange
This orange world is very sour
But fruits are usually sweet
Sometimes even bitter you see
A strange world this is indeed
But what if the bitterness is coming from within?
Maybe it's the seeds we planted
Or maybe it's the things we said
But how do we peel away the bitterness
To get to the sweet tangy pulp
Aug 28, 2013
Aug 28, 2013 at 4:05 AM UTC
I just wanted to say hi
Or hug you
Maybe even give you a little kiss
Tell you how ravishing you look
Tell you you mean the world to me
The apple of my eye
Even confess my true feelings
Would you reciprocate
Or maybe even snuggle up with you
While it's pouring outside
Make you a cup of hot cocoa
With those tiny marshmallows on top
Or perhaps go on a trip with you
That would be too much
We could visit the world
From Italy to Paris to Hawaii
Oh well, I just wanted to say hi
Aug 18, 2013
Aug 18, 2013 at 11:34 AM UTC
Thousands of glass pieces flew in the air
Loud thuds of furniture hitting the floor
A lady and a man shouting
Sally crouched in a corner, covering her ears
This wasn't how it was supposed to be
Was this her "happy family"?
She always heard about her friends and their perfect families
Sally wanted that
She loved her mummy
And she loved her daddy
But her heart was filled with uncertainty,
Of love in the family
She stared at the daisy
That she and Tom picked earlier that afternoon
In the serene park across the road
She wanted to go back
Back to the happy times
When she could forget her troubles
And live with the lie that she had a happy family
She ran out of the room
Dashing for the front door
The park was her refuge
"Sally!" Mummy called out
"Come back!"
It was too late
She couldn't come back
Not after that brown car rammed into her little body
Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 8:34 AM UTC
3 years
It's been that long
But you haven't changed
You're still the same
Same as always
Hypocritical
Haven't you learnt anything?
I can't believe I was your friend
I trusted you
I thought we were in this together
Glad to see you don't care anymore
Just another one of your empty promises
I was blind
How did I not notice?
Should have known
That you were the same person as before
There's a tinge of sadness I feel
For the people who are still friends with you
Call me mean
But in all honesty, you're no different
I thought we had something
Something special
We were good friends
How did it end so quickly
Should have opened my eyes
To the dangers lying ahead of me
Your trap of empty promises
Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 3:45 AM UTC
I stare at myself in the mirror
Bloodshot eyes
I laugh, a familiar lump
Rising in my throat
Showers
Always the best time and place to cry
Why?
Maybe it's because the water falls to the ground, together with your tears
I step in
The cold water shocks me and I immediately relate
Cold, just like my empty, bare soul
Sometimes in the shower,
You never know if you've stopped crying
As your face is always damp
Slowly the water heats up and
The tears let loose
Ragged breathing, choked by the steam filling the bathroom
Lonely.
Helpless.
Disappointed.
Am I loved? Not anymore I think
But there is some warmth left
Only from the hot water running down my back
I know what you're thinking
'What an emotional kid", right?
But you can't hide the truth
That you were once finding comfort from your shower
Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 7:48 AM UTC