Sometimes thoughts
can't be expressed.
So I'm wondering
how poetry
is full of
human's darkest
thoughts
with meaningless meanings.
I want to be like poetry
and learn what the souls of humanity
are hidding.

Do not let anyone take your hapiness away.
    Τhey said,
as they put the gun to your head.
Though that's the world we live in,
so I decided to travel on my dreams.

We are so close
yet so afar,
like there is a wall
keeping us apart.
Two egoistical creatures
who long for each other
but they are too afraid
of their own shadows,
past lovers
and experiences.

We are so close yet
we never collide,
but i want your body under me
and now i scream your name
to the top of my lungs
until you come back,until you come back.
But it's too late,darling
our youth ripped us apart.

One day,my love you are going
to shine so bright,
that you will put the stars
in shame.

There was this flower
in  the deep abyss of a forest,
with the most beautiful blossoms
and the most colourful petals
so hypnotizing and extraordinary.

But no one ever saw it's beauty.
They were too afraid
of it's thorns.

There are these moments
that i can't decide
if i want to fly
or to die
or maybe both.

I am so in love
with  my sorrows,
that i don't know
if i can let them go

As light as the wind
that blows your angelic wings
thats how i saw you the first time you stepped
in my dream.

The second, you were more like a fire
that burns your skin.
But i was craving it in every part of my being.

The third you were like a drug,
that you can't take enough,
so addicting.
You made me feel high,
that for one moment i believed in pure happiness.

However the fourth and last time,
everything started crashing down.
You came and destroyed everything that crossed your path.
So lethal,that you torn me apart.
Like a hurricane.

And when i woke up you were my sweetest nightmare,
but i was willing to see you again.

Under you marked scattered skin
that the blade at lonely nights had kissed.
Under the deadness of your eyes
that even the devil would want to hide.
Under your empty shallow soul
that was cut deeper than any ocean.
Under all of you.
One day,my love,you are going to be a supernova
as you hoped.
you dont belong to this pitiful word.
you are far too beautiful.

he left her every night
with promises and sweet kisses
until the next time that he would make her his
until the next time that their naked bodies would collide against the night sky
but she only wanted to see his naked tragically beautiful mind
was it too much for asking this?

I looked up at the stars and
wished for one moment
to feel free,
invincible
but that never happened.

I guess, i asked too much.

How can they not see what i do?
an emptiness behind my eyes
a lost soul behind 'happy' smiles.
Maybe they are just too dead themselves
to notice.