like a hut in the storm
won't stop the downpour
though keeps you warm

Hope
is the belief
that dawn
will strike
no matter how dark
the night is

many men gave up their lives
for humanity
some men gave up their humanity
to save lives

sometimes I get wrapped up
within a temporal reverie;
where everything lost
was still within grasp

we live in an age where
emotions are seen as facts
facts are seen as offensive

Capture the world by pictures and you have perspectives
Capture the world by words and you have a story

You've changed
you've suffered
you've paid.

now you rebuild

His will
to live
overcame
the destiny
written
in his
star

Rebuilt, I have
Wiser, I became
Just, I believe in
Empathy, I spread
Yet
Fear, of losing it all again

it's not her kiss
neither her hugs
nor her voice
i only
yearn immensely
for those
hazel eyes
to gaze at me
one last time
with a plethora
of endearment

Going through all these pain
trying my best to change
Yet the best I could do is complain
hence, I'm better off laced.

Who am I trying to lie to?
I told you I've forgiven myself
I've told my psychiatrist I've moved on
I've told my friends I don't blame myself anymore
I've even told myself that I'll do good.

But deep down, that's all just garbage
I still reminisce those moments
I still punish myself
I still have not let go
And everything still kills me.

When death greets
Will you go with dread
Or with stories to tell?

At one point, reality was observed
With a revered gaze
Unfortunately, now
I would trade sobriety
For white lines.