The game was fine.
We smiled and even cracked some jokes.
The music was dull, but we didn’t mind.
We couldn’t care less,
as long as we had each other’s wallet.
The artist was being tortured in the book and
there was nothing in our head and heart that could save us
from falling off.
What a bunch of nonsense you poured in our glasses,
as the wine left them to enter our mouths, throats and bellies.
By the end of the show I was drunk and sad,
without any direction,
without a meaning,
a purpose,
a goal
or whatever fancy word you’d to use to describe my numb life.

The mind game was fine, until you lost your game and I lost my mind.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a2LFVWBmoiw

i let you dangle between my index and middle fingers;
       like how a painter would hold a paintbrush loaded with paint when he was idly thinking of finishing details to accentuate the beauty of his visual symphony

       i **** a breath with you between my lips;
       like how we used those special swirly straws to sip milkshakes and lemonade on hot summer days

       i take a deep breathe and exhale;
       like how i'd exude an exasperated sigh whenever you would drive me crazy on nights we would bicker over the most trivial of things, on nights you wouldnt let me finish my two thousand-word essay just so you could "hear my voice". it's sweet, yeah, but for the love of god, give me a break

lather, rinse, and repeat.

you were more like a cigarette than i though

you were with me when i painted the portrait of my childhood on the canvas of the first 10 years of my life. you walked with me on the sidewalks of playful banter that borders the avenue of worthless spats.

you singe holes in my chest
white, burning ashes scattering all across my entire being, contaminating every nook and corner it could find. tainting it with a thick cloud of hazy lies.
you fill my head with a fog of gullibility-inducing smoke, using the images of each and every memorabilia shared between two childhood chums.
you churn my stomach with the putrid odor of nicotine and tobacco, but i stick with you anyway.
you burned my skin with every puff of smoke, tainting my skin with goodbyes

you made me happy, scratch that;
you made me elated, ecstatic, euphoric
every other positive e-word
however,
someday
you would be
**the death of me

Just because you made me a birthday wish didn't mean I owed you one,
Just because I didn't say any wishes didn't mean I dont care,
I just don't want anything associating myself with you.
What need was it for you to spit out greatly bitter insults at me,
Yes I called you crazy
For I have never seen a selfish person such as you.
It is no use pretending I meant nothing to you,
For you would have not smeared your unchanting words on me.

I would love to see you in much more misery than this,
But thank you for you immediately blocked me out of your life

I was young,
and quite possibly foolish enough
to think that love was
a beautiful stroll
in a flower-filled garden.
Little did I know
that the one thing I deemed beautiful
would eventually destroy me.
-J.N

Foolish, are we, to believe
That even the brightest sun
Could possibly intimidate
The ubiquitous darkness
That clings to our hearts

I hate how you sought me out to ruin my happiness.
I hate that I wasnt strong enough to see your plot.
I hate that you stole my paradise from me.
I hope that we will dine together one last time in hell. For sinners like us, who lie, steal, and cheat to get what we want, you will feel every last bit of hate I can muster.

She was my everything, and you couldnt handle it. She was better, and beautiful beyond compare.

You foolish little girl, who tricked me time and time again, you may have made me lose my one an only, but that means I have more time to focus on you, to feel hated and lonely.

It always baffled me on how women returned to their violent lovers

And then I realized I was just as foolish//

I had returned to you when you beat my heart to a pulp

When you violently murdered my trust

When you exiled and disregarded my emotions.

-But you see
I am like the sea
Because the shore sends her away everyday and yet she comes rushing back

I should have never let you go...
I can't do this alone...
I thought losing you would set me free,
But now I'm missing home.

Things were getting easier...
I thought the worst was through...
I never saw it coming...
When I ran into you.

The icy truth wraps round my throat
and haunts me every night,
I'm never getting over you.
...and might never be alright.

The folly of a foolish heart,
Young, naive and free.
Blessed with a love so beautiful,
But was too blind to see.

I hope that there's a purpose
A lesson hidden in the pain
I hope I find the sun again
Cause I'm drowing in the rain

Hopes is what i see when im with her,
She is back now, but will she stays?
Seeing you brings memory,
Memories i try bury deep inside,
Memories i spend months to discard,
But she came back, only now its different.
Hoping for things to be better,
Working and building towards it,
She smiles such things is going to be okay,
But suddenly she just walks away,
Again she just slips away,
That glimmer of hopes,
That i never seen in a long time,
Just again it fades away.