If the eyes are the window to the soul
Then I guess that, my soul would never be seen.
You see, when I fell in love with you, I became blind to your faults.

Bring forth your laughter among
winds of yesterday, let the
dance begins, it will flourish among
the depths of darkness, without a
question asked.

Ground search, a place where only
understanding is revealed, in shadow
of tomorrow's inspirations, which will
answer questions that never had an
answer till now.

Ponder on it, it may take away doubts
that linger, mingled with sincerity, laced
with misunderstanding, invalid, placed
on a shelf of discontentment, achieved
in a lawless manner.

Live not to live, live to give, answers
come easy, let it flow with gratification within
the depths of what is to come.



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I don’t want to swim
in your ocean of tears

…i want to drown

I wonder if I've actually learned
Or if I'm worth the things I've done
I wonder if I should keep trying.
If I should just keep trying.
Or maybe I should just quit
I'm not good enough anyway,
I know
I'll never be good enough.
But my options are little.
And so I give it my all.
And I study and I think and I think and I study
And why
Why do I always have to try
So much harder..