Just like clouds on a rainy day
your gentle words fade away
your letters fade from black to grey
your smile slowly fades away
and one day you will also-
I see your smile
On stranger's faces
I hear your voice
In empty places
I've tried expanding on this many times, but nothing seems to fit with these four short lines. I guess this is as long as it wants to be.
On days like these it seems like writing keeps the punishing thoughts away
All of the dark and depressing fears are kept at bay
So long as though my fingertips they go on display
Yes, I am terrified of death
Because I know it is inevitable
There is no life after death
When I think about it I feel a sharp pang of nothing
There is no envisionment of an afterlife
Of a paradise
Because there is none, not for me
Even if I believe in reincarnation
It doesn't stop the fear
Because all of my memories in this life
And if I stop writing now
These thoughts will invade and my conscience will cave
My passions are overwhelmed by my fears
Luckily they are just scattered days on my calendar
If I can make it through this one
I will make it through the next
I've been teaching myself korean for the past five months and Im already fluent enough to hold decent conversations. I want to be a translator or english teacher, anything to get me off this continent. I found languages are easy for me to learn, quicker than others, so it's become my passion.
she stands at a distance
with her hand reaching out to mine
but I cannot seem to make it to her–
before she changes her mind
I feel her warm skin, and
but I wake up to cold sheets,
and the breeze of cold air surrounding me
she shows me her scars,
she tells me she is broken
I tell her I love her,
I show her devotion
she is like a ghost, she disappears,
she hides away
she haunts me in my sleep,
I ache for her, I miss her everyday
she tells me she doesn’t deserve my love,
she tells me to let her go
I can’t let her fade away
so I wait for her alone
I’m tired of the gifts.
Mxm, why don’t you bring me you?
I’m giving my all. It’s still not enough.
Are you the wrong person for me?
I really loved you. I really did.
Loved your personality, I still do.
I don’t know when I stopped loving you.
I really don’t.
But what I had for you, was really dope.
Every moment with you, gave me hope.
Do I want you now? That’s a strong nope.
I hate dropping you.
But it’s time to be bold.
See now, you’re the past.
Time to see what the future holds.
Is love really this killing?
Or are you just an Undertaker?
I guess I have to take this with a grain of salt.
Even though you’re the one I ever sought.
Now I got a lot of things I need to sort.
You used to be the one I loved.
The one I never wished to see torn apart.
Now we’re torn apart.
Here, take your part.
I want you to feel the weight of what I felt.
I want you to know what a ‘No’ feels like.
I had a crush on you,
now you’ll get crushed too.
Ready or not. Watch me leave.
We’re a mess, it’s like an old weave.
This is not revenge.
It’s what you gave me.
One of those Amateur writings...
Completed: 29th December 2017 [22:43 PM]
Inspired by: Kwesta feat. Thabsie – Ngiyaz’fela Ngawe song.
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