The wind’s soft melody
Tearing through the landscape.
Gently brushing my knee
And roaring in my ear.

The silent drop of a windswept tear,
The call to a motion all too clear.
A storm throughout our minds
Tearing at our walls like rinds.

The silent beauty
And the harsh cruelty
This is the duality of a tempest.

If this is a dream
Truly, why are there so many hallways
I am forever wandering
In between the inbetween
It seems I will never reach the end
If there is an end to reach

I cannot ask for love
But the question sits
Like a loaded gun
Behind my teeth

As the final wisps of daylight fade
Your eyes become so clear
And the dimly burning streetlights
Become the silent starlight,
Lighting our lover’s path dear.

if i cringe

or quickly look away

when i see you..

know that it isn't

because it's you..

it's because i don't like

the version of myself

that i feel you see

when you look back

at me...

I wish I could escape
to somewhere people aren’t
so mean and cold
but I’m afraid
that I might not belong there.

She died before her death
But no one noticed

She gazed at the sunset and smiled
Will you miss me? she whispered

I never got the chance to reply

It rains now
As you rest your head on me