As silence lingers, your presence walks away
No, I don't satin you to it
But I had a little hope,
When you heard the silence beneath the lid,
and didn't say my caskets, were coffins
When you walked on my shadowed chambers,
And you lit it with lanterns and candles
And for a second, I thought you had the heart that hears,
And I could tell you how my heart burns,
But the destiny is not too kind
And now it all seems like a fairytale , doesn't it ??
how could i be so naive,
I thought a prince would come and save me
While I was stabbing me, myself
streaming my thoughts and my feelings,
well now ,I am bruised, but it holds a mark
to never bleed, ever again, even to those selfless sharks

My love,
Why? Was it that you loved me for eternity?
why would you love me to the extent
you forgive me while I was the one preparing your coffin,
and maybe if you hated me for what I did,
maybe if you wanted me dead,
I would be better, but you choose to  forgive
you loved me to lose yourself,
I wish to be dead now,
but those raindrops, those thundering
your sweet voice that made me make promises
still, play in my mind, till my soul rips apart.
my love you wanted me to live, so, you made me promise,
though you knew I would be a ship sailing
with no water in the ocean, without you
but today, tomorrow, and forever
it seems I will never live, I will just be alive
As a numb body, waiting to be buried
digging my own grave.
Questioning myself why is it I am still alive??

What happened?
When did I become my enemy?
When did I plan this betrayal?
That's aching inside me.

I didn't know it was this easy
to destroy yourself
I didn't think it was possible
I could turn the love to hate
within yourself

I never thought
I would betray myself one day
I would look down on myself one day
And I specifically didn't know
I would not be able to carry the weight of this hurt one day

Now?? What now?
Am I supposed to hate myself
The way I hate
The others who betrayed me?

Am I supposed to forgive??
But then, wouldn't it be unfair??
to those who were never
Forgiven by me
When their betrayals were
not even close to what I did to myself??

Her eyes were not merely brown
They were hazelnut dipped in coffee,
fading, her mysteries, in her silence
Her hair was merely long
But dark enough to keep me tangled
In the maze of her existence,
She barely noticed me,
But my heart popped out of my chest
When her eyes wandered to me
And she was not beautiful, the way you describe it
She was simply pretty,
And I heard her speak
and it felt as if her vocal cords were violin strings,
She walked, and my stomach was a house of butterflies,
She looked, and I was already drowning in her eyes
And suddenly her existence was the reason to be alive
And I was her, completely hers, but I knew she could never be mine

There's an ocean in my chest,
A shore, that I am willingly drowning in
It’s the denial.

Denial, to the delusion of not falling again
Denial, to drown in those hazelnut eyes
Denial to enjoy that cheery blossom waking in spring
When he gently smiles
Denial of that spark, I see lightning in me again
Denial, of anticipation to that buzz of a soft chime
Denial, to the wandering eyes of mine
Yearning for the denied presence,
Denial of the silent poems inside me,
Which flows from me now
Denial of this poem, which shows the stirrings of my heart
Cause there is no denying that I may be hurt and shattered
Like in the past……

A full stop right there,
to that thought of happiness, which hurts
cause it's too pretty, too dreamy, too delicate
It almost feels like a myth
too many lenses, too many tales
some broken, some taped, some flawless

Well, it's in the vein of the sideral
a beauty too cruel to the blue-green marble
the witches mirror
I have no desire to enhance my beauty on
to bleed in a portal
glutted to blood fae and shadow reavers

Why is it?
that the most terrifying demons
Veil the utmost beautiful faces
like the forgotten slice of time
When I fell for the beautiful beige love,
only to unveil the demon inside

Yes, his eyes are beautiful,
But I died drowning in yours
Yes, he will keep me happy,
But my happiness was,
Gifted to your soul
Yes, indeed, he can provide,
With everything I will ever wish,
But what if I wish the,
Missing piece you,
Which, maybe I have lost
Yes, his voice might be mesmerizing,
But yours held me in a divine spell
I am afraid I will never untwine
Yes, he might take me to
Expensive restaurants and dates
But I am  still held back,
With the handwritten letters and flowers
You wrote and picked, to see me smile
Yes, I might like him,
But I loved you……….