I was entrusted a rose petal
By the Grace of God
A singular peculiarity

Fingers stroke its creases
From magenta borders
Fading unto blooming sunshine.

Feeling the beauty of it,
The smooth silk
Of tantalizing luxury

Pocketed for a charm
Later to ascertain
All the hue soaked away.

But held close,
The rosy scent
Still forever lingers.

I once knew a dove,
Gliding into abysmal heavens
Upon a blissful dream,
Lived once in time.

When I jolted its eyes open,
The wings shuddered;
No longer did the dove bounce
Everything its wings buoyed
Through the abysmal air.

Something's amiss,
Just listen to this.
I'm not all myself
A value to miss.

The foundation of mind
Has an invisible gap,
A missing lock key
Letting all unbind.

Piece of Puzzle gone,
Personality wrong.
Feeling so lost,
To dread the dawn.

I wish everything right
With happiness too.
Yet reality supplies
Another sanity blight.

Suppression disallowed a chance
For my heart to speak aloud
No faint voice ever lived alive
In reality, this exists true,
Without a choice.

I lapsed myself in silence
Just to give a chance to listen,
To my soul, to my heart
To listen and only be heard
By myself

What do I hear, of the pain
It echos within inside myself
A cry of tears, of anguish
Dying and drowning in perpetual,
Salty blood.

The only shriek whispered out
Shudders through a quiet sigh
I'm dying from the inside out
My heart vibrates its chord of death
Evermore.

A wave sent to my limbs
Feeling every feel, living every cry
To find the machine stuttering,
Telling someone to listen to it,
None do.
Not even myself.

Mental Insanity
Creating imaginative hallucinations
Of true records
Within my brain.

Consisting all of the one I love
From recreation until lust
Yet one sends me
To hell and forward.

This of the main ingredient
With the one she loves
On top of a bed,
Underneath the fireworks.

He, whom I am not, her lover.

I hear a cry from deep inside the ashes
Behind the rubble, within the dust
Under bars of cold hard steel
Rotted away from rotten rust.

A scream of confusion out loud so loud
Dying to know what possessed this soul.
Of a thousand evils, they're passing through
And spinning me a depression hole.

A voice honest, loyal, loving, just,
Unlike the raiding evilness inside me.
My real side, which seldom comes
And rescues what tormenting day would be.

It takes control of my life
And is confused as for what to do.
Not knowing if that year-old virus
Is proving to myself very true

Considers the options,
To wait one last time,
Or to throw that out,
For an entire new chime.

It knows what to do,
With its own mind
But there's this heart
That makes the past bind.

If it's not my time,
Then when will it be?
I'm sick of waiting
While I watch what I see
I'm left alone
A lonely fish in the sea
I wish my white dove
Would just come back to me
No girlfriend to have
No use for a knee
I want my time now.
I don't want to be
Single anymore.
I feel lonely.
Cause nobody look
In direction at me.