Sinister sibling of a spoon,
Merciless metal monster,
Trusting tenacious trident,
Impaling inwards.

Oh how I could trust a fork,
Till that one day,
When my older brother,
Impaled a fork,
Upon my soft skin.

Do I lose trust in the fork,
Or,
Do I lose trust in family?

It has been a year
Since I was in a relationship
Where in I get to feel what you feel
When you are in one

A year has passed
Since I tried this thing called "dating"
Where it is nothing like
Being in a serious relationship

I tried and tried to be that person
Who is into dating but I realized
I am not, I am not that person
I always long for something permanent

Something that is serious
Where in you know what is bound to happen
Where in you feel settled inside of you
That this person is here to stay

However, a year has gone by
Yet, all of the people I have met or most of them
Would only long for other things
Either they are not ready or just not into it

This gave me the thought
That I was not lovable
That I was not enough
That I was not worth it

I guess you can say
That a year has gone by
That I have been shot down a couple of times
Getting my heart broken over and over

But I told myself to stop looking
And let love find me instead
Because that is how love should happen
It should surprise you when you least expect

So, here is to another year
Hoping not full with heart breaks
But heart mending
And bountiful joy, instead.

I saw your mind,
I said *******,
Not on the darkness that lurked around,
But on the fact that you think you're a waste of space.
To me,
You will be the best,
The thought of perfection surrounds you,
So when you think I was afraid of the darkness inside,
And getting upset,
It was not because you shown me the darkness,
It was because you concocted,
A thought that you are underserving of life,
When I could not see anyone,
No one on the whole Earth,
More deserving of life,
Than you.

You spoke of suicide,
And I fell apart like a lost puppy,
Unsure of how to help,
In retrospect I should have been strong,
Faced the tumbling sky,
With head and shoulders upwards,
But now that you're gone,
I can't help but feel ashamed,
knowing that even with,
Those monsters lurking within you,
I would have stayed.
I guess I didn't have a chance to,
tell you enough.

Happy Valentines day my dear,
you'll have my ear,
The same way you held my heart,
And I pray that year after year,
Your new babe and you won't split apart.
Emotions will always be my handicap,
Crippling how my brain makes its choices.
I was pressuring you to say what is on your mind,
Without realising that suicide was on your mind,
I guess....I should have paid closer attention,
But now ...time ticks over time,
All I'm left with is the memories of you.
Thank you for everything dear.

Not all Hero's wears a cape,

a hero is the person who brought you into this world.

A hero is that person who stopped on the street to give what they could to that homeless man.

A hero is that person who wakes up each day and has to deal with depression anxiety or self worth.

A hero is that kid who is told he will never get anywhere in life and regardless to what he has be told he will stand high and he will reach his goal.

As a child we grow up thinking that you need a super power to be a super hero but in the end a hero come in what is under the frown.

I don't know who I am,
I don't know what I am,
I don't know what to do,
I don't know what to be,
All I know is,
When you left you took something with you,
Something that made me feel like I knew things,
Something that allowed certainty to flow through my veins,
You took something,
And now I don't know what it was.