Is it true?
Does my name
Drift in the wind?
Over the mountains
And across the sea?
Does it fade 
From your mind?
Like a visitor who
Has overstayed
Their time? 
Do the memories
Recede to the back
Of your mind?
Like the sun leaving 
the day behind?

Of this sorrow
The heavens fall
Alone in the cosmos
Where only darkness crawls

Of this sorrow
The silence screams
There’s no more afterglow
There’s no more dreams

Of this sorrow
This feeling lingers on
It circles me like a crow
And in one swoop I am gone

I want you
and a home to come home to
or maybe to come home to you
or maybe a home in you
or maybe I just want you.

I was left in shambles,
I was left in the cold
Then she appeared like angels,
So divine and so bold
We danced through a sunshower
We baked the perfect batch
Oh so full our bellies were
It was a perfect match

Dear diary;
I need something
stronger than an ******-
something that really rattles the bones
and shakes me to the core
of my soul.

We’re like two sunflowers, dear
Intertwined and always near
But when you’re gone
Suddenly, I’m not so bright
Withering until dawn
Waiting for your light

Suddenly, the future doesn’t look so bright
Guided by a lighthouse without a light
Like a ship finding its way back to land
Misdirected, you’re buried in the sand

Baby,
I just got home.
I'm about to pass out
but don't worry,
I've put on more than enough
toothpaste to rid me of
your love.
With crossed fingers,
and a heart still pounding,
I close my eyes hoping
your magic cure works.
Either way,
you were so worth it.
Okay, goodnight.

I never liked the
smell of tea tree until I
smelt it in her hair

8:32 PM
19/10/20

The witch of the woods
makes a home in my heart and
conjures her magic

4:06 PM
24/9/19

Life will not hand you
your dreams so easily-
It simply gives you the tools
to achieve them.

I trace
golden stairways
over your skin that
lead me to heaven:
your body.

We danced with the trees-
our souls and nature as one-
it was just a dream

3:45 PM
14/8/21

I am a bug
You are a garden
Just one more hug
And I’m in heaven

I am an island
You are a sea
Leaving me stunned
And no longer empty

I am a comet
You are a star
Missing you’s become a habit
That leaves me with a scar

The loss of a love,
now but a distant memory
still lingering in my mind;
It hurts, but I’m not sad.
A thousand deaths,
whether it be from this world,
My past or my present;
It hurts, but I’m not sad.
The pain upon my brain,
In my heart and in my soul;
It hurts, but I’m not sad.
Yet I still throw myself
at this life, at this world
and the broken thing always
comes back with a smile on it;
It hurts, but I’m not sad.

Two humans, two halves
Distant but never alone
Worlds apart but embraced as one
Things will find a way to connect
Time will correct itself
We’ve just got to wait
One of these days you’ll find me
I'm waiting in anticipation
Our sparks will ignite
A flame will ignite at first touch
The flame that guides the way
It can’t be long now, other half
Counting down the days
until we’re whole again.

Your tongue
is an abstract painting,
an artwork born of passion,
each stroke so intricate
yet so abstruse.
Paint with me,
darling.

Dear diary;
Why is it that my
misery craves company
the more my morale
continues to fade?
Too many times have I
known flesh that was
not my own
this year and it has
taken me too long to realize
that it isn't the cure.

I am sorry that
someone you loved made you think
it's so hard to love

6:35 PM
30/1/21

Let's forget our lives-
let's forget tomorrow and
dance the night away

9:44 PM
11/7/19

I wonder how much pain,
that all-too-real pain,
I’m enduring on a daily basis.
I’m used to feeling like the weight of the world
is balancing on my heart
whenever I open that door
or a tidal wave of dread
plowing into my chest
every time I open my mouth,
but I wonder how much pain
I truly endure.
Each day seems to take a different toll.
Yes, some are better than others,
yet when I recall
how much I have endured,
I wonder if I should be amazed or ashamed;
I haven’t figured that out yet.

If you kissed
me to infinity,
I would still be
craving more because
enough does not exist
when it comes
to you.

We sat there in silence,
side by side,
hand in hand,
letting the crimson sunset
pour out its last waves of light.
Let it cleanse us of our
misery and hardship.
Tonight is about us, dear,
nothing else is real-
let time stand still.

Your happiness shouldn’t depend solely on a person.
Whether they don’t care half as much about you,
whether they’ve moved on,
whether you’ve never met them,
whether you hardly know them,
whether you miss them,
whether they ****** you over or
whether they might not even exist.
...but I can’t help it.

I miss your tender
skin pressed up against my skin-
oh, I miss that spark

12:33 PM
2/2/20

and now
because of you
i know i
have a heart

and now
because of you
i wish i
didn’t

The way you smiled at me
almost had me believe
that I mattered
again

I dug up that grave-
I couldn't help myself and
now the ghosts haunt me

7:12 PM
29/7/20

It’s true,
we watched the sun set
And with you:
A moment I wouldn’t forget
It happened,
we watched the moon rise
And it glistened,
I saw it in your eyes

You are the poem
I will never stop trying
to write.

Sit with me, dear friend
One more time, before I go
Let's pretend this night won't end
And we never have to go home
Nothing matters when the moon is out
In sweats or tatters you're entrancing
Whether in bed or out and about
This view makes me feel like dancing
You've never been more beautiful
Standing underneath the moon
Whether a crescent or half-full
Whether it be to an awful tune

I used to miss you
I still do
Selfish, maybe
But I miss the old you
The you that spoke your mind
The you that wasn’t left behind
You’ll walk by and pretend it’s all okay
But it’s true
I still miss you
Sometimes I can see the old you
When your eyes flash
When you almost look real

There is only
one road into this heart-
no speed limit,
and no exits to
speak of.

The queen
gave her life
for the king.
Indeed,
love is about
sacrifice.

Your body
is an artwork
hung up like a Monet
it brightens up my day
A masterpiece
that I call mine
appreciated each morning
'til night without warning
I cannot
turn away  
a beauty so immortal
so sublime and so artful

Dear Diary;
Lately I've felt like
all I am doing is 'existing'-
I am 'just here'.
I wake up day after day,
each one a repeat, an endless loop.
Nothing happens anymore,
I'm just going through the motions
to get the **** day over with
just to do it the next day.
This is not what I had envisioned-
this is not living.

You’re in a weird place right now;
you feel like you don’t know which way is up
and which way is down,
and you know everyone
says to just follow your heart,
but you don’t know where it is.
It’s in that clearing where you left it.
It’s in the summer air.
It’s in a love you haven’t touched.
It’s in a song you haven’t listened to.
A book you haven’t read.
You’ll find it again,
you will,
just please,
don’t stop looking.

Like a sunflower,
I follow you
through this world,
only sleeping when you're
out of sight.

Agra-
city of love-
but without you,
it’s like separating
the Taj Mahal
from this
lovely
land

And
in silence,
I take my leave.

I miss your tender
skin pressed up against my skin-
oh, I miss that spark

4:12 PM
17/1/20

I keep all my emotions
In a treasure chest
under the oceans
much to my unrest.
I squeezed them all in
and threw away the key;
may as well have been the bin
or the bottom of the sea.
No wonder I have none left
to wear on my face;
to fill this empty cleft
or give me lasting grace.
No, I have put them in lines
Through ink and paper
Through artistic designs
And through every stanza.

If you
ask the stars,
they will tell you
that I won't shut up.
Indeed,
I wish upon them
every night,
wishing for you.

There is nothing more
powerful than a woman
who's realized her worth

10:15 AM
12/8/21

There were so many
soft and delicate angles
in your smile.
Was it a weapon forged
to destroy me or
was it a cure created
to save me?
I guess time will tell.

It is okay if
all you are able to do
today is exist

1:37 AM
19/7/21

Well, I guess it's
just one of those nights
when I don't care if my batteries die
and I don’t switch on  
tomorrow.

The worst pains
are worse than
the best pleasures
are good

Your eyes
are flowers I have
never seen
before.

She caught me
climbing up the stairs,
naked as an ape,
in the lonely hours
of the morning.
“You used to enjoy
these kinda sights.”
She slammed the door
and went back to bed.