Do my poems get the best of me?
I mean mentally,
Do they shape my feelings into words
Just to get the best of me?
“ So beautifully written” they say
But I am the only one who feels the weight of them
Yeah “so beautifully”

Just like chalk and paper,
Soundless sounds i hear
Just like the lyrics you write,
Feelings that don’t exist apear
Red flags, yellow flags and all of the colors
But, i see only grey up here.

Clear around the eges, if you saw a small dot
Up and down I go but, i feel like rockes
You can say I am sweet, you can say I am not and you can say I am bitter
But, they can’t feel it can they?
Don’t judge me! I am a spark in your light
Don’t judge me! If your light isn’t that bright
I tried to change your atmosphere
But, you keep forgetting that I am clear
You want my sweetness in your mouth
And you want me to disappear
And again I say “ I am your sugar crystal and you are my hot water dear”

No one wants to be saved, saving is from God
Everybody wants to feel numb, but numbness come from broken hearts
The distance that we walked, we really did go that far
Even when you are closing them, i can see the scars
But really we don’t care about it,
You are broken, I fall down
We really don’t care anymore
We really didn’t shed a tear, no remorse left here
And we say “ it is all for the best” at least I did
And still do
Music won’t numb your pain, you don’t have to listen to them
Friends won’t numb my pain, so i am done talking, done saying and telling
Cause bright lights won’t even show as a dim light in our dark times.