I feel like I am filled with paper
All space is occupied inside
But the cuts still burn

I wanted to grab your hands as they left me
But I knew
The absence
Was better left unrecognized

You recognize my face in a crowd
Your presence
Is unacknowledged by me
Because we both know
I let your hands leave

Strong winds may uproot you
Unsettle your stoic resignation
You will be shaken and stirred
Lot of ponderings and doubts
In the middle of nowhere
When gravity does not give hope
Become a fearless traveler
Encounter the strong winds
No matter where you settle
Continue to spread your roots, deeper
Your soul is still with you
Nothing can stop you from reliving
Every unsettling episode
Will teach you to be more resilient

The silence is deafening,
The pain is numbing.
My body, it's bruising,
My blood, it's crusting.

The pain, i endure it everyday,
Try as i may, the feeling just wont go away.
To put on a smile, telling everyone i'm okay,
To hide the truth, to hide my turmoil from being on on display.

And yet from the ledge i peer down below,
Pondering, if my end will be fast or slow.
Without a care left in the world i leaped, i took flight
And as i landed, the world faded from my sight.

But i still endure the pain everyday,
For what i have done, i had a price to pay.
For i was once in colour, now everything is gray,
To forever suffer, never to find my way.

Wide-eyed and goofy

a little girl,

with only

good intentions to offer.

No cares

no worries,

except what’s for lunch

or what cartoon is next.



She has no control,

she doesn’t need any.

Her smile

never leaves her face.

Her dreams

are never too big.

She’s not afraid

of what people think

or

of who’s watching.



The simplest things in life
Are most always taken for granted,
Lies and desseat
Mourning and tears
You hate when its
All around you yet
You never notice when
Its all that’s in you.

When the sun dies
And clouds get grey
No one cares until
It rains.
Only then do they notice the pain
The pressure
Inside they hold.

A warm breeze through an open window
Turns the pages of an open book
Just to close it in the end.

So whats next?
In life, no one knows
Perhaps that’s why some choose to live it
While others choose to just
Take a hit.
Because
Heading for the unknown is interesting
Until of course
You realize you really have no clue.

A false pretence
A false knowledge
Isn’t enough when your falling
Farther than you’ve ever known.
Even still, pictures fade with memories
As you realize that the past
Is gone and the future
Is all you have to look forward to.
The disappointment
The uncommitted and overly committed
The dismal and vivid
Exuberant and dejected
But even more,
The unknown.