The release of energy

Such as I cathartically spewed out mine;

You shiver.

Do I bother you that much?

Yet;

Even if you are bothered,

I'll still feel the same way;

It doesn't define how I really am;

If you could see how I'm capable

Of making you feel the same way;

As I cathartically spew out my energy;

Hold my hand.

*Maybe then you'd see why.

She doesn't care,
about her opulent background

She doesn't keep tabs with murmured tales,
the ones that divinely described her character
and her enviable beauty

She's just a girl
who wanted to feel love

She's the girl who loved him
despite his craters

She's the girl
who believed in happy endings

She's the girl
who's heart was teased into love

She's just a girl
with a grief stricken heart

She's the girl who believed ,
love is a beautiful dalliance


She's the girl who loathes
this poem