I want to cry like a grieving mother
My heart just wants to burst
Wanting these freaking questions to be answered
And now this sadness begins killing all my happiness away
Making me hide under this skin full of lies
Angers overflowing but I can't do anything
Just hide, think and die
Perhaps my life is built to hide
To be part of a perfect pretend
Sending things unto the unreal
This dream begins turning into a nightmare
With the darkness and fears
Why does it turns this way
What a journey it had been
Only to know it ended this way
No turning back that’s what I say
But regrets follow me everywhere I go
No one listens anyway
Floating with my dreams and imagination
But realizing it’s true after all
Believing in the untruth
All of my illusions are gone
And I promise all you can see is black inside my head
And maybe so soon
So soon…
Cuts and knife would be my best friend
Making me understand that I’m still alive
And wounds will hurt like hell
But ending my life would be a problem
And maybe sleep will be my best friend as well
It’ll be the one holding my body
Hugging me till I dream
And I wish it will not let me go.

her breath
was lost in the
beauty
of woodwork
that housed
the contents of
her previous
heart

every beat was
a gasp for
the air she so solemnly
beckoned

a taste of its
pressure before all
that broke
her

well, the ****** thing
was locked shut
in a former haze of
lunacy

& she'd taken full
advantage
of lush-ridden amnesia
to summon the
combination

cirrhosis sounded like
a fantasy ride
compared
to a resurrection of
the past year

& she can't open
the safe
she cannot open
what was
safe

but she's grown enough
to cling onto
courage
like it's her last
cigarette


& she doesn't even
smoke

Atlantic waves intimately crushing
Washing the rocky shores of marine
Tranquil nature peacefully breathing
Breaking the silence of serene

Gentle breeze magically sparkling
Captivating majestic oceanic image
Pacific beauty musically dancing
Enchanting journey of voyage