I know someone
Who's just like me
Who hides in the shadows of fear
Made by an unnameable company
Wary of his own demons
And so smiles a lot too
A mirage of own being

I know someone
Who's just like me
Who feels the pain of the broken
Wary of the own million pieces
But still pretends as if made whole
A fabled fabric of elasticity

I know someone
Who's just like me
Who feels the hate within himself for herself
Wary of the anger & resentment
Behold the grudge with disappointment
In search of serenity
A lighthouse of hope in the desert

I know someone
Who's just like me
In pursuit of happiness
Who feels suicide is inevitable
Wary of living a life in the abyss
I know someone
Who still holds on
There's a tiny noose still
Who feels there's this tiny little love left to grasp.

A walk through time
A walk through dust
Leaving no trace
No footprints to be seen
A visitor in my own mind
Who makes the decisions?
Is it I or is it you that is me
Who would get the blame?
If fingers were pointed
Who would stumble when the path was chose wrong?
Would it be me or just you that is also me
Go back forth, push through time
The good, the bad and the ugly
Which memory would in turn be mine?
Would you at least share the darkness with me
And throw a pinch of happiness in my direction
Do not forsake me for I plead
I have walked through time
Swam around the dusty ocean
No footprints to be seen
For now I know not
The visitor in my mind.

If I had three wishes, they'd all be for the benefit of someone else

It wasn't true
I didn't want to believe
I was searching for a particular reason
On why you had done it
I had most of you listed as friends
Yeah, that's write I have friends
I shared memories with them
And in truth
I lived a life
But
I was always lonely
Always on the outside looking in
I didn't want to believe
And I really did try to fit in
But
No one really sees you
When you're invisible
So I walk the roads of life and social media
Hoping someone paints the picture
And sees me with a smile drawn
Perhaps it could have saved my life
I know it sounds cheesy
A simple hello, Really?
So there I was searching for a particular reason
On why I had done it
Cos' I made my family feel lonely
And I passed the pain
I didn't want to believe it
How can I live now?
When I'm already gone.

{Based on true events}

There was a war
An intense battle
My friend was fighting
She always felt an excruciating pain
And she smiled a lot to cover it up
I know this cos we've been friends since childhood
We practically became one
My very own person
Sometimes she felt like giving up
But I wouldn't let her
So I decided to fight with her
The only way I could have
By being the most annoying person she could've ever loved
I showed up, "Always"
At least for a while I think I made her forget bout it all
A truce would be made during those hours
For she was at peace
On a good Friday
She told me she wanted to dance
And I was like "hell no, you don't know how to dance anything"
She laughed.
I whipped out my phone played "Mirrors by JT"
May I have this dance mi'lady?
We both laughed.
Slow dancing our way through the moment
"I don't wanna lose you now
I'm looking right at the other half of me" ♬♬
She started crying
Emotional hazard like me, I started crying too
Then wey hugged like we'd never before
Then we kissed
For the first time
I kissed my best friend
And also for the last time
For there was a war inside her that was made of her.

"There were days I died"
Killing myself with hands that lost control
The ink washed through my bloodstream
Not a drop you dare take
The ink became a nightmare
As the paper became true to the ink
I wrote bout Love
Seemingly thriving for fairytales
The fairytales soon never had happy ever afters
As the rainbows became grey
The Love once felt changed to Hate
As with my own hands I tore my heart out
That was the beginning
I wrote about hope and of the fabled tunnel
How the tunnel always gives a ray of Light
Knowing at the end of it all; you'd be OK
I watched as my hands wrote parables
The darkness became clearer at the end of every tunnel
"Whispers of hopelessness" my hands gave it a good title
I wrote bout euphoria
My hands knew well to dance to the word Dysphoria
I watched as my face drew blank
Numbness my hands wrote
The beginning of the end for me.

Heads tumbling
Decisions left undecided
Wagers of whats to happen
Hearts intertwined with hasty beats
Terrors far fetched from eyes within
A late night disaster
The questions left unanswered
How could anyone?
How could she?
Was she saying the truth when she said she wasn't love?
And she couldn't give me her all
But infact fragments of broken harmony that lies within
Oh dear one, words were left unsaid
And the final decision was...
I love you but.