I wish we could fly
High on sky
Hope you don't deny
I'll always wait for your reply

Could you stay along till we die
If not, may I ask you why
Please don't lie
And make me cry

i used to love you sober.



               i've been high for days.

She said she can't love me back,
She was already broken,
She said she likes me
But, her heart has already be taken.

Hearing this my heart crys a bit,
And a tear roals down my cheek,
My heart was ponding rapidly,
It felt like a Boulder in my chest.

I was thinking why would he do that,
Cause I have never seen a girl like that,
Such a beauty inside and outside,
Holding her hand is not less then pride.

Some part of me was happy to know this,
And some part of me didn't want to know this.
Somewhere I was thinking this shouldn't have happened to her,
And I was praying to god to give her what's best for her.

I'm kind of stuck
At least... I think I am
Somewhere between telling everyone I know to *******
And "just please come hold me friend"

Some place in between an uneasy heart and hectic mind

"I'm depressed"
Can't I just say it without having to explain why?
Sometimes I don't even know which reason to choose

Short replies

"You seem like you don't want to talk"

You're right, but I also want to reach out
I want out
I want to let go of everything
And capture it all in my arms

like a fire fly in the palm of restless hands,
Just let me hold on to your light
Atleast, just for tonight

Because I'm feeling stuck.

Define: Anxiety
(n) A feeling of worry, nervousness, or unease about something with an uncertain outcome
Worry, nervousness, unease
All true
But in reality?
Anxiety settles in the fissures of your mind
Squats in the darkest recesses
And laughs at you,
Crushes you
Asks questions like,
Was I good enough?
Am I good enough?
Will I be good enough?