certifiednutcase

certifiednutcase Oct 2013

Bring me to the alternate universe
Whereby humans don't hold on to their beloved time concept
And rename it "life" instead.

This alternate universe
Where people hold steadfast to humility
And humble themselves to the service of others.

It is in this alternate universe
Whereby people are content
And lives are fulfilled.
Smiles on faces;
Tears of joy.

(c.c)

certifiednutcase Oct 2013

Ticking, running, flying

The ticking of the clock
One that's unheard of
Blares loudly in my head.

The hands of the minute
Seem to be running
Such that minutes become seconds
And time as a concept
Becomes nothing.

I feel as though I'm flying
On an expressway through time
Waiting for "past time"
To catch up with me.

(c.c)

certifiednutcase Oct 2013

twentysix

Twenty six letters
When jumbled and played with
Forms words
With a myriad of meanings.

It's amazing how twenty six letters
Can cause such extensive impact
Giving life
And snatching breaths.

These twenty six letters
Satisfy, satiate.
They depict feelings
And tell "tales".

Twenty six letters I wrote
But none could ever express
The desolate and helplessness
I feel every single day.

Twenty six letters
I once hated
Became something
Indispensable.

Once, I hated you.
Once, I thought that I was happier without you.
But those letters turned tables
And now I write for you.

(c.c)

certifiednutcase Oct 2013

Escapism

I'm an escapist
Who indulge in escapism
But no matter how far I run
My demons, they take chase.

Into the waters I hid
Drowned by the sound of water pouring
Yet they came to me
In forms of crimson red
Dripping as I slipped.

So I went up high
Onto the mountain top
But they followed me up
And made me want to fall.

I couldn't bear it longer
I dived deep into books
Hoping words would bore them
As they so oftenly do to plenty.
It worked for a brief moment
But they found the tiniest hole in my head
During rests
They race into me.

It seems like no matter where I go
Or what I do
I can never shed them off.
All I ever wanted
Was to **** them all.
But they seem to replenish twice the number
Of the minute I've removed.

I don't know what to do anymore
Escaping no longer work.
I am an escapist
Trying to escape escapism.

(c.c)

certifiednutcase Oct 2013

Foreign paths.

Foreign paths
Meant for exploration
Alongside another soul
Leave droplets filled with despair
splashing on unheld hand.

On foreign paths I pray
wholeheartedly
That our paths would intertwine
That fate won't leave me
Hanging on a twine
Sparing two hands.

On foreign paths
I can't grasps
the intangible line
Between the start and the end.
Lined with flowers,
torns attached.

On known paths you've done
part of your job.
You taught me to "fish"
But did not stay
To see me catch a thing.

In the midst of known and foreign paths
You didn't see me failing miserably
Wailing
Not at my failure
but at your leaving.

(c.c)

certifiednutcase Oct 2013

No more

Vacant spaces
Filled with unsaid words
In between strings
Of Broken promises.

Memories never fade
It replays,
Catalyzed
By your name.

No more visible signs
To express your care
Nor audible words
Such as a
"I'm here."

Everything fades
And become (no)n-existent.
Not even (more) than a vapor
Of your vanishing love.

I would have told you
"I miss you" from the very start.
*But what if you gave me no more than an end from the very beginning?

certifiednutcase Oct 2013

Fire

“A rapid, persistent chemical reaction that releases heat and light, especially the exothermic combination of a combustible substance with oxygen.”

Like fire we burn
Combusting with love
Releasing heat and light
To guide someone to you.

Like fire we are
Both a bane and boon
Destructing
And
Constructing.

We build things up
To burn it back down
For from ashes we rise
And from ashes we return.

(c.c)