In every American state
county and town

women walk barefoot
on broken glass

looking for an
open door.

I sit there thinking what did I do? So I just messed up everything by telling him how I feel. Isn't that what I'm suppose to do.. Tell the man that I love what is going down inside my head. He looks at me like I'm some kind of monster. Like I am too crazy, foolish, and disgusting. I don't know how else to make things better other than leave him alone like he wants me to. But why would I want to do that? Why would I leave this person who I gave my heart to over something so simple? Well I guess I should do it to make him happy right... But just know... I will never forget you.

I am no longer myself.
I left that poor ******* the shelf.
Everyone wonders why she left.
But when she explains they all seem deaf.

No longer can she express happiness.
These things that's taking over...
She has to let it do its job.
She has no one to run to anymore.
The people she thought she knew so well
Has left her in the dark.
They left her with her heart shattered
And her hands tied behind her back.

Your eyes leave a fiery impression on mine
Your kisses leave a trail of fire on my skin
Your words of romance leave a warm sensation within me
Please
Just burn with me

It should not have happened.
But it has. For a god
of dreams, there was
no paradise.

You had become an alien
to your body. Split scenarios.
A fight going on―
between two selves.

Every morn, a shock comes,
a revelation pops up. You
fall, a victim of civil war―
in surprise.

The headlights on, you
were driving straight into
the bright sun to burn
your wings.

Hey there Elephant,
You're type I surely know.

Didn't have a rough fairytale
Not like lucky Dumbo.

The chain held your foot tight,
And won't ever let you go.

No matter how I scream at you,
The chain broke so long ago.

So we'll both forever walk in circles,
Or quietly rock, to and fro.

I've gotten so used to isolation
that a deserted island is home

the sea of despair is a continuous whirlpool of void
emptiness is the sun
and the sky is crying for me

eyes tired
then eyes closed
and the mind took over

for one who exists behind the shadows,
how mundane it is to dream, to wish,
that someday
someone will get lost
in my forgotten shore

like a siren without a voice
her life is a soft hum
a melancholic peace
she's not out to lure but to give rest

thousands of fishermen have kissed her lips and fleeted

and every time
before they go, she hums a lullaby of happiness
that it's okay and you could leave her
but when the ship is a tiny blip in the ocean
she opens her mouth

and sings.