when i asked the universe to give me someone to love me the way I love others because I deserve it, i didn’t know i needed to be hurt a lot before i can have you.
I've attempted to hide the fact that I'm suffering from a broken heart.
During these periods of creating work, though, I would never disguise that.
With this poetry, I promised myself that I would always be the true me.
And on nights like these, I'm particularly aware of the pain.
I'm taking a step ahead in my healing, yet I'm feeling stifled.
I'm constantly worried that I'll be attacked.
Malicious intent no longer surprises me.
The honorable percent, on the other hand, has shocked me.
It's becoming increasingly difficult for me to place my trust in others.
It's hard to trust folks when they're the ones who broke my heart.
I'm looking for deep, meaningful friendships.
But I can't manage to discover people who are worthy of my expressions or who are eager to participate in them.
I'm constantly replaying these exchanges in my thoughts.
When I say things out loud, I get the impression that no one is listening.
I suppose I'm sick of being my own friend.
I'd like to give this loneliness a name.
we know the consequences
yet, we still do it.
I told myself that I will support her on her journey, while I battle mine.
I even tell her that she can lean on me, if she will let me.
And let her know that I can be her Pandora's box if, she will open her heart for me.
I was helping her to be a better version of herself –
in the occurrence that she's unwell; until someone intruded.
it has always been
a challenge to let others in.
i'm afraid to admit
that i'm the real sin.
Im good at feigning,
that's why I smile whenever you're asking.
Truer words were never spoken,
that is why you don't know I was hurting.
I mentioned how my butterflies fly for this guy,
that's why I don't mind you double crossing.
world is full of
mysteries and complications,
fairness and unhappiness to some.
it is quite dangerous for the one whose carefree.
Being alone doesn’t matter,
I put everything into leisure,
and slowly forget things that engulfed
my mind and ease my distress
while looking for positivity.
unaffected by the imprisonment of commitment.
This wry smile
will soon be dazzling again.
When that happens,
I will see this hateful bitterness
evacuates my heart.
Tears of mine
will no longer suffocate me;
nonetheless, become strength
Cause us melancholy
Either stay or go
everything can fall and me too.
far from the beauty
he used to tread with me.
No light I am able to see.
Blinded from my ignorance
I demise on this profound path of anguish and agony.
lusting for an antidote
for the feelings i constantly feel.
but, i fear of letting go
and that's a step i need
in order to heal.
I know u were broken from the beginning,
And maybe that's why with u I'm forgiving.
U and I were both vulnerable.
the reason why are hearts remain broken and can't find a cure.
I wanna taste more of what is true
and live like I’ve got nothing to prove.
You’re the heartbeat right here in my chest.
The air I breathe, not anything else.
in the end
A mind free from doubt is frankly cocky
So active that they could feel cut out when things come dreary
But li'l did you know
They are driven, by the need for attention.
Sightless for not seeing the truth behind hauty demeanor.
Either stay or go
The one that glows up the starry night sky
the one that I love from a far
I said beauty is subjective
That's why I don't mind you having full of scar.
So beautiful for me...
that I can't even visualize myself being with you.
But, you know what - I just realized...
Having you beside me,
makes me think that this might be a fantasy.
Beyond closed doors
Scream echoed through the walls
Maximizing the high pitched chirp
Tryin not to listen to the voice of a bashful twerp
In every little argument starts a fight
But in the end no one will win, no one is right
Toxic are the thoughts that eat your integrity
Wrecking connections, havocking intimacy
People are compelled to give comment
Some are like clowns that make people bent
That turns euphoria into a phobia
Faux smiles hiding behind a recurring mania
It is easy to hate, but very difficult to love
As hate ignites you, but love grows a dove
In the dreamy grove of an empty mind
Keep it in mind that someday everything will be alright
— The End —