Been living beside the river
All alone and still
With no one to talk to
No one to share with

Your body is cover of ***** mud
You disgusted yourself because of how ugly you were

Then someone picks you up
And put you to the group of clean stones
The look on their faces was unexplainable
Yet you know for sure;
They don't like you
They don't want you
And they feel disgusted the way they looked at you

Tears fall from your dolorous eyes
The rain suddenly poured and joined into your sadness
The raindrops clears the ***** mud on your body
And suddenly you shined brightly

You are not a ***** stone you think you were
You are not ugly people think you were
You are not disgusting
You are not what others think you are

You are precious
You're like a star that shines brightly;
and twinkles beautifully
You are everyone adores and treasures
You are a diamond


A diamond, my love

Perhaps,
If i am not scared to admit it,
If i am not a coward as i am now,
If i am not as stupid as i was then,
Maybe,
Just maybe,
We could be each other's world

she's a beautiful one;
he's enthralling.
i'm playing loves me, loves me not
with hand grenades,
metal pins between my teeth

biting the bullet almost literally.

this too-big heart of mine
is gonna get me killed
someday.

this confused little soul of mine
is gonna break hearts
again.

i hope that when these bombs go off
there'll be nothing left of me
but entrails to be swept away;
clean me up
like the nuisance dirt i've always been,
finally rid the earth
of the stain my existence left
on its bright white shirt

and do not cry for me
please
just realise
how much better off you are
without me.

the silence is never silent;
there's always that ringing
in your ears
that forces you to just
pause
and listen
to nothing.

but i think i needed this
not-silence, anyway.
i've been listening to music so constantly,
i think i might have
melted my mind
into further chaos,
i cannot

think
about anything other than
how nice the static solitude is,
to lie down
on this well-worn mattress
and just
stop

hush, child
it's alright now.
i wish somebody would've told me that
when i were a little boy.
hush, child, shh
you'll be okay.
maybe it wouldn't have
turned into a lie
if it had just been said
in the first place

it's funny how
the silence and
the loneliness
used to **** me slowly, painfully
but now it's all i'm used to
and i need doses of it
every
single
day