Breathing but dead inside
So my feelings tend to hide
No remorse so no need to cry
And he wonders why
Cause you lied
Not once but three times
But yet I forgave you deep inside
To turn around to a surprise
That wasn’t mine
She’s pregnant with your child inside
Three months of lies
But I was five months by your side
So I lied And cried all night
Said I’m just fine
Didn’t want to lose
What suppose to be mine
Instead I lost my mind
My pride that I put to the side
My heart that shattered in time
My reason to be alive
My joy deep from inside
So yea, I’m really dead inside

it rained all day
outside the window he walked outside the window
it was raining from the window
water flowed almost into my eyes

she flowed terrible jets
she flowed like a huge lightning stream
all day it was raining outside the window
all day he talked only about himself

and the wind was and the wind called me
and the wind read all my verses to me
but all my thoughts but all my feelings
they were about it about it raining outside

23.12.18

Calla lilies bloomed in that field.
Each bud a was praise of emulation,
And each fallen petal was a baroque requiem.

Some days I wonder when I'll meet "the one" while other days I'm so thankful for not meeting "the one". But love is so powerful that when you meet "the one" you see no way without him or her.

From despising him or her to becoming addicted to him or her; this is the power of true love.

so even if the whole universe came and will leave instantaneously
at least i know that
all the forces of time and matter
permitted the rivers to rush
the sun to burn
and Earth to revolve
during our brief lifetimes