I waited for your call, but it never came,
I called you then, you insisted we're the same

How can that be true, if you never reach out,
How can I believe you, with a heart full of doubt?

We never had a deal, but I always honoured my part,
Why did you stop? Rather, why did you ever start?

You said beautiful words, that resonate in my mind,
Were they empty? Or did reading between lines turn me blind?

I want to hold you so close, that we're almost one,
I want to do so much, but these thoughts I must shun

Why am I attached to you, like a caterpillar stuck to its cocoon
Was it meant to be, or did I feel too much too soon?

I don't want to be the beast of your burden, an ***** you're forced to sever,
But I don't want an existence without you, the thought makes me quiver

We mattered to you, at one point, I think that's true,
That time has passed, I'm getting around the new you

You'll have a change of heart some day, that's all I can hope,
I'll hold on as long as I can, until you cut the frayed rope

Go out side and sit down,
Leave everything inside,
Your phone,
Your laptop,
Everything,
Just sit outside and listen,

Listen to the world,
Just listen.

And maybe just maybe you see peace.

Poetry is like gusts of fresh air
Harbinger of the soul’s catharsis
Flowing emotions through the pen
Concealed pain written across the pages
Healing the pain which was long buried

If I am
one
of the three ages of man
can
anyone tell me
which one
of the three ages of man
I am.

just a few more words
get them out on paper
they need to come out
like blood on a razor

it makes me feel whole
it makes me feel clean

though I am neither
somewhere in between

just a few more words
until I feel better
maybe this time
it will last a bit longer
or maybe I'll write til my fingers bleed