Dear Diary...
I've been having some days full of sleep and insomnia nights.

Today, this morning, i woke up feeling like death!
and when i finally opened my eyes,
i kinda wished that was it was.

I hope tomorrow i can wake up feeling like life,
so i wouldn't wake up to realize
it's Death.

supersonic is the wave of endless spite, tossed at the corner room of a girl, with pain  as her nick-name.
soothing! is the heart that held her without blemish
wicked! was the noise you made on her needful nap.
and when it's all said and executed
you'd say, "i didn't know that you were going through depression"
"if only you'd have spoken up, maybe we would've helped"
pretty sure that you didn't know she was in pain even after the eye bags, of tearful nights.
the untimely and increase of silver blade cuts on her wrists, didn't paint a picture for them.

crimson was the pool she was in...
unspoken was the word she could've said
unread was the note she left behind.
"i didn't know" she was suicidal.

Can someone...
Anyone!
Just tell me "i love you"
Even if it's a lie??

I don't do poetry 'cause i was forced to.
I don't write 'cause I've got hands too.
I don't do poetry 'cause i want attention.
I don't write 'cause I've got lyrics and dedication.
I don't do poetry 'cause i want people to see.
I don't write cause my words are as vast as the sea.
I do poetry because i can be me, and i write because in those moments.
Nothing else matters.
It's like a twisted relationship between my mind, and the universe, the ink. And the paper, it's like I'm complete, in an incomplete way.

However...
I've been waiting on a sign!
But it seems like i need a new prayer!!

According to michealangelo!
"A woman's heart has to be with god, so that a man, may seek him.
To find her"!
But what if??
Just what if... What if her god's dead??
Does that make my search in vain??