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Who are we then to judge
The metaphors that he penned to his wrist
A travel that was full of smudge
Anyway he don't want to be in heaven list

Why with exclamation
Why spill blood freely? The very foundation
A life, a gift given  that one supposed to be thankful
But the answer lies simply within the shoe of this soul

Glance at his story
Might be you feel so sorry
Or might be you'll say better to be that way
Than to continue his painful journey...


written: December 1, 2014 @ 7:30 am
Mysterious Aries

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A burdensome emotion burst
Dates are being curse
Playing dark games like infinity
Just to lessen this insanity


Pen turned into blade
Eyes red need a shade
A fake smile for survival
To simply hide views about suicidal


Blame fate for this horn
Scars of many thorns
A life he resemble to a naught
Simply pessimistic thought


Followers of great hand want to touch this soul
To save him from gates of hole
Simply a name not in list
Still at the end he penned his wrist



written: November 28, 2014 at  11:00 pm
Mysterious Aries

The problem with my sadness is that I cannot explain it
to anyone.
It is so quiet, so subtle, a reminder in the back of my mind,
a gloominess overlooking all time,
and in its quietness it is unbearable,
unsharable,
a pain all my own.

You bore me
I came to this world
As a baby
And you said
I was pretty

Yesterday
I was going twenty
Have been living
With no man in the family
All you said
I was ugly

That's me, pure fragility
Been broken and put back together too many times
Honestly, the lines are getting weaker
And the cracks take so much less
To shatter the shards into pieces
Of broken heart

I'm too fragile to handle any more pain
And too hurt to hold on
When there's nothing to gain

Barbed words
arsenic laced
draw blood from the fickle,
cracked and flayed
this brittle heart
cries out as mercy weeps.
Flaws once endearing
bring disgust
as contempt marches in
to dispel the myth we created.
A return to walls,
my worth reflected
within the safety of mirrors
as beauty hides decay
beneath radiant dishonesty.
Solace will not be found within the dawn.
Painted and smiling
I will become the lie you chose.

*listen to the silence of the breaking of my heart