I was only four
A chaser for dreams
I held my colored fist
Pacing to find the scenes

Since I was eight
I started losing friends
Crying on playgrounds
Burying my head in the sand

Twelve years have passed
Silenced by women at decks
Obey or lose your badge, miss
Says the man who swallows pills

When I was fourteen
I got lost in worthless daydreams
Sharp razors looked so serene
Petrifying my mortal craze

I thought when I turn eighteen
I could magically reappear
The hallways were soundless
But the sirens woken my mistakes

Now i’m twenty one of age
Living on an empty land
I fluster my body inside a cage
I smoke to wean my soul’s pride

Will I live past this age?
I replenish with rage
Years pass and nothing change
Who knows if today’s my last day

I will tell you where to put me
Near the rivers and snowflakes
In my dream I visited Berlin
It was hot, but cold was your bouquet

I take pleasure in winning
But for you I’d willingly fail
I’d sink to kiss your feet
Our love is the only winner
Racing hearts wouldn’t skip a beat

In memorialization we fade
In and out of lust again
Petal cheeks and moon eyes
My hands I flukily baked
Along with flour and paint
I was inside you within a bite

Numbing in my ears
Sensations around my eyes
Unable to forget the past
Eager to meet tomorrow
When yesterday’s pain
Bottled up over today’s
How easy is the present
When you don’t meddle
With the future’s consent
Eventually, your soul is settled
To find solace and pleasure
Breathable air you retain
For months, then half the weeks
Your own grip deftly lingered
It had enough woes to swell
And now you body is portraying
A life of a woman who’s a man
Yet hardly to carry children
Or grow a mustache

I never changed
I never will
I never caved
My baring quill
I never laid
A finger on the ill
And I will continue to bathe
Washing my fears out of their cells

Hope’s a fairytale
A figment of reality
Contempt for the pale
Quests conclude in mortality

Ruthlessly honest my life I lead
But for my emotions I selfishly conceal
My battles under the ground like seeds
Growing awry my desire to feel

birthed together we were
inside one womb
sharing the same wounds
and when I first saw light
I held on to you tight
thought you were my rescue
all my fears were fed to you
overwhelmingly defeated
a burden cautiously created
in the mornings I’m rigidly breathing
when the sun is out I’m bleeding
cuddled all my sorrow in the cabin
I yielded but you’re still in a famine
you’re draining me friend, let me sleep
I will wake you tomorrow
when my terrors lurk again

tears scratching my face
I turned 60, in two decades
nobody by my side, I’m limping
a moth surviving amongst butterflies
my life is nothing but polished lies
a child stabbing the mother’s womb
regretting the day they shared a tune
but she left her flowers in home
to die, whilst she got lost in rome
then she recalled her flowers are parched
the water is out and the walls are hatched
dry clouds did not rain for 6 months
they screamed for help to make thuds
amend the broken ones! split their pain
to bloom and grow without fears again