Death be not proud
You strip us our loved ones
Leaving us tormented and hollow
To what end shall we be in pain?
Indeed you need not to be proud
For there is nothing pleasant
The basis of your deeds is unknowledgeable to us
What we know is only that it hurts
Deep in our hearts and thoughts
We know it's never gonna be the same
The means to which you fall upon us is unknown
What we know is that the ends are piercing
Death be not proud
In God we trust
In his grace we rely
All that burdens us we give to him
For we believe he knows
And we have faith that he will see us through
His sympathy is genuine, his love is eternal
He remains our pillar to eternity
Through him we shall heal

Am not sure if I genuinely like you
Or its the alcohol talking
In my sober mind the thought of you thrills me not
Yet when I'm intoxicated all I want to do is say something to you
I'm pretty sure I'm drunk
Coz otherwise I wouldn't have texted you
They say alcohol makes you brave
Brave enough to say stuff that's on your subconscious mind
More like brave enough to do something stupid
I don't know...I can't tell
Coz am drunk
Ask me tomorrow, perhaps I'll be able to analyze it
Argh who cares
It doesn't really matter
I'll just toast it up
Drink up to my subconscious mind
Coz at least I still have one... Right?
Show me the text tomorrow so we could have a good laugh.

The heart is pounding
Emotions are heightened
If it were me I'd be on my knees
Not praying but battling to get up
I swear strength is everything
The will to carry on is best
Conquering remains the only option
Prayer is everything
Thrilling how strong you actually are
Bet you didn't even know till it was the only thing left to do
Am touched
If only I could reach out and touch where it hurts
I'd feel a lot better when you are better
Easy...

Heart so swollen and sore
No one to blame but slow healing
Never wounded yet bleeding
Only cold blood rushing through the veins
No traces of drugs but getting high from the pains
If I fall know its toxicity
No antidote for captivity
Bounded by unknown curses no one can reverse
Suffering sins I didn't commit
Heart so hollow you can hear the beats' echo
Hush not so loud they'll call it "emo"
Don't bother auscultating, been there before
Diagnosis has been made its called broken.