Today,
We                                                     are                                                             like
                       these                                                     words
apart                                              discrete­                                                   isolated

and the only thing that we can bring each other back
is to eliminate the spaces in between.

Arctic ice
scorching  fire
blustery  wind
roaring  ­waves
coarse sand
waterlogged land

it seems like the nature
can fathom my consciousness
because the feeling is as mutual
as the hitch.

If you let me explore
you with my rougish tongue,
through your cavities
and my carnalities,
to the stark nakedness
of your flesh and your soul,
and you’d let me have
a piece of your beautiful
beautiful mind,
I would enmesh it with
my own broken
and ****** soul.
We would be one,
heartbeats in sync,
and fingerprints, and the
panorama of memories would
bind themselves in order
to be a creature, as one,
whose enigma permeates
through the walls of this
inexplicable phenomenon. You
will satisfy the longingness
yearned by each atom that
constitutes my being, and I,
a speck of invisible stardust
in the universe, would
radiate the faintest glimmer
of light enough to suffice
the life you need.

Nobody wants pain
I mean c'mon just imagine
Your heart turns into an ice cold pounding monster
it breaks into two
shattered into pieces.

The butterflies you have felt is in chaos
growling, whimpering and losses its colorful shades
not the way you turned them to be.

Your knees that keep you standing
had betrayed you and they keep on
making those jelly positions that as soon as you felt
you feel like falling.

The air keeps you alive
but you have a stressful sigh
as you imagine the what ifs in
every decision you have.

Your eyes is way too weak
full of blurry vision
and you just realize how a teardrop
rushed down from your eyes
down to your cheeks.

Your lips withered like a rose
that lies along the street
once in a bloom turned to die.

Your mind is in nostalgic state
reminiscing the past
cherishing the moments
and it breaks you.

It felt as if everything you once have
is pulling you down
like you have no one to lean on
like your self betrayed you
like you will never go back to the way you used to be
like you lose a fight which
you had been waiting all your life
and that breaks you the most.

Once I dived into a black sea
I thought it would be clear
I though I would find answers
I thought I could disembark that easy
but a chain on my foot named thoughts
keeps on pulling me against the current
I thought I can float on my own
I thought the sea was part of me
but it wasnt, it was not what it turned out.

The thought of being normal sounds terrifying
you have to do certain things that should reach standards
beyond the rules are completely insane
and theres limitations in accordance to your flight of ideas
How can you lock yourself?
Why are you doing this?
And then after many years...
Youll regret most of your life decisions
and imagine the what-ifs that should be done.

I'm one of the optimistic person you'll ever meet
In the realistic world ever existing
I will lay all possible cards from the
Beginning 'til the end with the options
Chances & risk
Unfortunately, the negative thoughts
Keeps on flushing me down
Drowning all the positive ones
Once, it was all ocean full of positivity
The next thing, its a puddle swallowed
By the soil of liabilities