'Young lady, why is your poetry so dark?'
I don't know good sir, it's probably because I have my insides at war.

Creams to reduce eye puffiness
Give it a few hours, she'll be a mess.
She does her make up with dexterity
Her tears will smudge them soon.
But she's gotta maintain her popularity
She puts that neon pink lipstick on
Gives the customer want they want
She is beautiful without being ******
They say her name is of that if a flower
I observe her closely
She takes out a cigarette and places on her lips
The same one in which I always wanted to kiss
Her face I can never forget
Pretty girl is gonna die soon if she smokes too many cigarettes

I follow her in the alley
She notices me and laughs half-heartedly
I shuffle past the drunken men
I want to know her
We have never met.
She runs away from me and laughs
"Go home, handsome!  You'll get lost in this boulevard."
She offers me a cigarette
"Doesn't taste that bad, helps me forget"
Pretty girl is gonna die soon if she smokes too many cigarettes.

"Hey, hey, hey it's going to be just one shot."
I give her a smug smile.
"Tonight, you will be my boss."
I feel the drugs permeating my system
She ends up crying
She wants someone to listen.
Goes on rambling about her problems
and an ex called Wilson.
Influenced by drugs
I tell her to do the wrong thing.
"If you think drugs are the solution,  you should do it!"
Traces of her eyeliner on her lower eye lashes.
"That *****'s outfit hardly matches!"
She gives me one last hug
and places a cigarette on her lips.
I master the courage to give her a little kiss.
Her alcohol breath isn't the best.
Pretty girl is going to die soon if she smokes too many cigarettes.

Her lipstick on the outer edges of her mouth.
Her laughter a little bit too loud
All the curves in the right places
Her love of alcohol and cigarettes
Drunk in our own promises
Letting the drugs take over what ever is left
She just woke up
and lighted a cigarette to her lips
Sound of sirens that dips
It's been 12 hours since we've met.
Her face I can never forget.
Pretty girl is gonna die soon if she smokes too many cigarettes

When death permeates our mind and soul, we die much before death actually occurs

I don't have a best friend
Not to be mistaken with having no friends
I do have some friends
But I have to the conclusion that they aren't trustworthy
Instead,  they are rather demanding
They have seen me laugh
and be funny
Talk about silly mistakes
and how others make me feel
They know that I don't have anyone in my life
and my unwillingness to dance
What they don't know
is that every day I fight
with myself
Not with scratches, blades and pins
But with my soul within
They don't know what I have been through
They have never seen the bruises still blue

They don't know
They just assume
They are not there when I am begging to up above
They are not there when I need a little love
They are not there when I have been crying for hours
They are not there when I feel like dying in the shower

Gossips and lame stuff is what they share
I continue to listen while the music continues to blare
There were many
who became my best friends over the years
Losing touch with them is what I feared
Then that's what happened
Sooner or later they forgot me
Phone calls became rarer
and Facebook our home.

Till today,  I stand without a best friend
Because I know I am whole
I am a winner
who stands alone.

Der mom and dad,
This is an open letter to you
Finally, my actions have given me there fruit.
There are so many things which I cannot payback
Your love is something to which wealth will never match.
Remember back in '99?
You smiled when I cried.
The hospital authorities scared you when I was born
They said, soon I will be gone.
My lungs fought
despite their taunts.
Daddy finally found something to love more than his cigarettes
Till today, you've made sure I don't go hungry to bed.
I remember th early 2000s
When were pretty broke
Let it be anything,
Your refused to say no if I wanted more.
Hell, I was pretty demanding
Maybe I still am
But I take this opportunity to thank you for everything

Mom, thank you for giving me the X chromosome
I know I lose my temper often
But you're the sweetest person I'll ever know.
I remember
When you were against me getting tattoos
I told you it would be about the family
and you said "When you get it, I want to be there too."
If today anyone calls me pretty
it would be because of your genes
I didn't inherit them all
but I know when not to be mean.
I promise,one day I'll give the world to you
Make you lead the life which you wanted to.
We have nothing yet everything
You both are the only one who will understand these lines'  meaning

Hey there little sister
You're probably too young to read this letter
I love you more than anything else
You're my reason to live
and wait for this darkness to end
We can communicate with each through our minds
Just remember you'll always burn bright