when it drops it breaks
into wholly pieced fragments
trickling down the veins
basked in lights that ceased to shine
leaving not ever a trace behind

once a present; now a memory
buried underneath these layers
of unshed tears and forgotten words
once forever; now a forever for none

the pain just gnaws
with no root to cut
the mind is just a breeding ground
meant to destroy the weak
theres nothing to achieve
except having to stand again
because thats the way of life
to be nothing more

acrylics into bloodstains
teetering on the threads
hardened the bottle of ink
carved with not a single trail
of the everlasting nothing

distant laughters; muted senses
to find a home which belongs to none
engraved smiles; withdrawn gazes
in search of a life worth breathing

afraid of being alive without living,
despite knowing life is better off not living
nothing but a walking desperation,
on a world that does not exist for the broken

if only the rain could turn into waves
strong enough to submerge my gritting nonsensical yearnings
maybe then i wouldnt have been a misplaced individual
adrift on a land far off and beyond life