Here I am kneeling down
I can't feel the pain on my knee
How long it may take
I can wait for you
But the pain in my heart
can't be bearable
Sunrises and waking up
I look for your reply
Sun goes down I check
My phone an other time
Nothing went wrong says my mind
Something's wrong says my heart
It's been couple of days you texted me
It became couple of years in my assumption
Didn't know what made you sad
Didn't know what made me a stranger
But still I am waiting for you
Praying for understanding your pain
Which I myself cannot find it
Staying on my knee and trying to
Find what was going on in between us

Trying too hard to make it right
when all I do is make the air tight
I try to understand the pain
The more I do the less trust I gain
There is only one me in the world
If I could pay someone to make it happy for me I would.
But unfortunately the karma is too big to risk
Who to trust and who not to
that's always between a rock and a hard place
But maybe that hard place is just made out of cardboard
My life was too big to handle
so I forcefully stuffed it in a bottle
And now I can't get it out, without breaking the bottle
But the thought of broken glass tearing it apart leaves me to stare
For now my life will remain in the bottle.

Thoughts come and go
The body burns, yet soul carries on.
Words engraved on paper,
Tattoos engraved on skin.
Both thoughts of the inner soul
Pleading to be heard, to escape.
To be understood during its short existence.
Papers color in age, get brittle,
Become hard to read.
Tattoos fade through the years,
Become less a statement and harder to understand.
although time on this planet is short,
The soul will carry its message for eternity to come.
Like a perfectly placed tattoo engraved to this world forever.