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Oct 2010
i could believe in the mouth of others

                                       honey, you both got chemistry like sugar and ice.

i could believe in my own little brain


                                  tell me what is so wrong with me..                                                


tell me why..

                                                            ­i could kiss your lips

                                                               ­     with o p e n e d  e y e s ,

                                                     but i cannot bear to look at you

                                                         when you are embracing me

                                 i could confine in the quarters of my heart.

(since when did the fact that I possessed such monstrosity come into acceptance?)                                                     ­                                                     


                         ­                          inside the four rooms

                                                       ­         portraits of your face

                                                           ­                                  lingering  
                                                     ­                                            vanishing  

                                                       held up by strings of infatuation,

              ­                                       making the walls

                                            collapse      ­                                            condemn
             ­                                                constrict                       collide      
                                     carress                             consume                     crash    

                                                      ­crawl                                            curse

        ­                                                      cannonize  ­               corrupt

                                              ­                                  crave

                                                            ­                   floating          

                                                               ­                                     down
                       ­                                                                 ­                      

                                                               ­                                                down
                                                             ­                                       down.    

tell me why..

i could write so shamelessly  that

i need you                              

                                                      i adore you          

                                  i miss you                  
                                           ­                                                      i   l o v e  y o u                          
i want you                                        
                     ­                             i cherish you
                                                                ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­              

                                                   six thousand and eight hundred times.


but i cannot tell you that  " i want to see you so much it hurts " .
                                                                ­                                                                 ­                   

                           it doesn't quite matter.                                          

it is only a simple act of
attempting to balance the sanity
of a toothless adoration
with blinded self-proclaimed
masochistic interpetations.

                                         ­                          it is only the veil of an apathetic shell
                                                                ­   to fortify monsters
                                                                ­   laced by the maddening hormones of
                                                                ­   teenage mediocre oestrogens.

it is only bruised knuckles
wrapped in cheap bandages
in the futility of closing wounds;
as there is no such
blood in the world that has not yet
been tainted by obscenities.        

                                      ­                       it is only the fact that
                                                             i have a tendency to stare at you as if
                                                             i could stare right past your flesh and
                                                             bones but i forget that your skull is
                                                             just too ******  thick.                                      

it is only a masterful literate
who can comprehend the laws
of sentence structures but refuses to
write the word " you" and " me"
in fear of establishing "us".


                  it is only my heart that you hold, bleeding in your clenched fists.

       the more i think : the more i hurt.
i had this posted,
i really like it. :)
and the structure, is something
i thought i'd try. :)
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