If you knew how much i've missed you.
Your absence is like rain and with a silent
fall a sea is formed, endlessly sinking inside.
In darkness i shall be light, in times of solitude
your memory shall keep me warm,
in thrives of despair i shall home my craft
write and express, in confusion i shall have
no illusion, in the midst of the drakest hour
i shall have no fear.
I shall define art and it shall define me.

Is it odd that I tend to forget that humans are not objects?
Toys to be exact?
So malleable, yet so fragile at the same time?
It's almost like a little game.
One that I need to stop playing.
Because if you play with your toys too much,
They can become damaged,
or even break.

What's worse to you?
Being ignored or being used?
How about when they're interlaced
Still impossible to choose
Either way you see it
No matter what
You lose

There are depths within you
To which I cannot reach.
Where water drips
and echos in an
obscure cavern.
Where each drop leaves behind
its narrative,
on the pore from which it fell.
A story untold.
The vast space makes echoes of heartbeats.
But deafening silence resonated,
the day your heart skipped but one.

don't be fooled by those delicate brown eyes, sometimes you'll feel her stares crawling at the back of your neck.

it doesn't stop there. she'll take your heart, your mind and breath away. ethereal. unbelievably existing.

quick, but it's the truth you'll need.

then you'll ask yourself: why? why do I need her?

you just do. even if it drives you mad.

The sparkles of hope
Left me with bitter aftertaste
Left me thinking I shouldn't have tried
Left me with endless cages
Maybe I shouldn't have hoped.