during my wait
there is a question
from heart
my heart

no it does not
belongs to one
you know

i know
the first steal happens
immediately at once
stealing occurs

it could go
i got happiness
my eyes sees blossoms

open every pulse
doing by my heart
sorry, it becomes your heart

so it feared
who belongs to that cute
be  worry to be dismissed

Its been a while
Writing was my only smile,
Then came life
And now i’ve lost my drive,

It’s easy to laugh
On others behalf,
but the confusion that’s found, inside my heart
Made me forget why we’re five feet apart.

I don’t know if this poem makes sense,
But i am writing this with great suspense
I was once sure what my life was like,
But know i am as lost as a child in the dark.

At a certain point of life
We all feel lost, scared and confused.
But in the end,
We'll be there
Where we should be and
Where we belong.
It just takes
Time.

Fire and brimstone in a head
That rests upon my hands,
On my soft pillow on my bed,
Upon my shoulders, even in foreign lands.
A shell just slightly thicker than an egg’s,
But there is no yolk, only firecrackers
That my heart implores, charges, begs
To stop, before the shell truly shatters
Spitting out the grey matter to populate the skies
With nebulae, since I neglected to be wise.

When I meet a human stupidity,
I am feeling sleepy,
And on some days,
I am asleep all the time.

if you take
all that I feel

tonight

and wrap it into
a ball of blue yarn

you could crochet
your own ocean

and drown in me