Mostly i've said nothing
i've felt nothing
meant nothing
nothing at all
nothing in my mind
I'm a prisoner
and the walls
remind me sometimes
about rain
when tears fall
nothing that can suffice
and i've learned
to never ask the price
i'm nothing
like ice
turned water
losing my identity
the key
of self
in isolation i breathe
and yet i can taste
the outside
just lingering beyond
my thoughts
those i have caught
between my dreams
painting echoes
bursting through
mind and space
into the emptiness
I've so fell in love with
my shelter
and answer to my prayers
an oasis
that isn't there
fooling me into believing
that i have something to lose
somewhere
in this nothingness

I get some satisfaction
when I'm feeling down

ejaculations in imagination
education profound

Inclination to temptations
sipping tears of a clown

back to the same question
as to when I'll be found

so many laws of attraction
flaws wear the crown

I don't know if it's suffocation
but some minor distractions
have found their way around

my head is filled with explosions
heart torn in so many portions
and yet nothing makes a sound

numb with all these sensations
I'm feeling drowned

I get some satisfaction
when I'm falling down

mixed in water
thoughts
dilute
caught
in the middle
where it subdues
a fickle mind
bleeding
blues
keeping riddles
in a trance
confused
escaping chaos
to another void
bitter
truth
makes no noise
only silence
as tides
turn
burn

i remember her eyes
the tears
and silence

silence of saying good-bye
never knowning the violence
that comes after
when the tears have dried

so many thoughts have died
in tears
since there was a spring

always burning
always returning
to a december deep within
forever

in her smile
that i cannot let fade
ever

i am in despair
withering in the cold depths of
passage of time
a trail left behind
with a winter to spare
and as i stare
into the memories
that never lay bare
a soul
i am reminded
how cold it must've been
to have a dream
when it wasn't yours

my mind,
I am
wandering the dessert
thirsting for an oasis
in midst of a whisper
following the voices
under a sky so bless'd
I think I'm dying
I know I cannot see
I hope I'm just blind
and there's more than this
more than what is mine
that it was only me
hiding underneath the blind
low
waiting to be freed


No,


please leave
breathe
I think I lost my mind
for one moment
I thought
I left it all behind
I forgot
I ought
give it more time
but it still feeds on my soul
noises still make me wither
as I speak in rhymes
so confused
breathing cigarettes