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i'm staring at the moon
thinking of us
and as the night gets deeper and darker
i'm drifted into a random thought;

"how long will beautiful things stay in this world?"
everything become dull when you left me
i hate that, it's a never ending storm, a haunting fear.
eyes filled with tears, as i cry myself to sleep
hoping and wishing every morning, you come back for me.
still hoping and wishing...
it's dark tonight
no signs of light
scared? no, i get used to,
this kind of thing is never new.
alone in the dark.
shallow water,
the tide would go back in and out
i saw you, you were floating
while me, i just kept sinking down and down
no matter how hard i tried,
i couldn't get up.
tormenting thoughts are eating me;
ripping my brain,
cracking my skull,
shredding each into small pieces,
torturing me in every chance it got but still manages to keep me alive
munggo read it first.
it's been a while
and now i guess, i'm ready to try
so, i grab a paper and a pen
divulging my thoughts and emotions about you again.
dark clouds are the only thing i see
when i look up to the sky tonight,
"where's the moon?" i blurted
cold breeze answered me.
this poem is in my notes
series of questions are tangled in my head
consisting of why and what ifs
heart is breaking into pieces every second of time
but still, here i am, waiting and hoping.
i'm gonna wait for you munggo.
the pain from punching the wall
i can't feel them
what i feel is more than than
knuckles are bleeding
heart is shattering
head is breaking
thoughts are overflowing
soul is ripping
im bruised.
maybe people are destined to meet
because they need lessons from each other to keep
not realizing the memories from that person
can **** you inside together with your passion
realizations
am i important? just like the other people?
and then, i started questioning my worth
just like that tears escape again from my eyes
questions and thoughts like those filled my head
overthinking really got me spared
i wrote this last night, just needed a release from everything
i can feel my eyes are getting heavy
my vision's also blurry
but my head is still filled with thoughts,
and i wonder, when will these unsaid things be told?
it's hard to say what you truly feel

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