Tell me them
I want to hear you say it
I don't care if you don't mean it
Lie to me
I can't stand this
This unspoken hell
The hell that was unleashed suddenly
Talk to me at least
Why does HE create such benevolent primary elements?
Why does HE assemble such monasteries in such a destructive macrocosm?
Why does HE reward with such magnanimity but in disobedience punish us with such brutality?
Does HE create such benevolent primary elements?
a plain explanation on god and his true powers toward us petty humans. when he explains or at least in facts stated how much he adores his people although such great power he holds , loves his best creation most although in the end will punish us for the bad we do. so why create bad people in the first place? we could argue on it but my poem says it all in the sense where how can he create such hearts and such a world. how can he love but in the end provide a destructive economy , as well as fact stated how we would burn in hell for our sins , that is not love or even tough love that is just plane brutal
even though i just met you this February,
even though i just met you this spring,
you are so unique.
different, really, i have never met someone like you.
We are opposites.
yet so close.
you get mad. Really mad sometimes.
i hope i can get you know you better.
let's hang out more.
let's go to another country sometime,
and get some smores.
to mah friend
Even if I want to speak truth,
I don't think I can
I don't know if I know the truth
do you? really?
Maybe truth reside somewhere far
I know what I thought about,
what I perceived truth
can be true, may be not?
I'm never entirely sure,
what I have as truth is true
or what is the colour of raw truth.
maybe that I'm clueless is the truth?
i’ve never been an actor
only degrees of myself
the mercury keeps rising
as if it has a mind of itself
it feels like a neo noir movie
dark, grim like a detective
so much I didn’t foresee
so much that’s unexpected
i have a friend, beautiful, caring
we had drinks at a restaurant
she wanted me to meet her friend
what is it that she could really want
i keep wanting to ask her about it
it’s as if my heart is afraid to die
it’s as if i can’t risk one heart beat
if only she knew my eyes don’t lie
which one is worse
being unhappily secure
or sleepless fulfillment
it’s something we all endure
i don’t worry about lunch
or buying someone a ring
i have you in all my prayers
but you only live by the wing
i wonder how one-sided it can be
dreams are only what we remember
if I tell someone then it’s not a dream
it’s just another line from an actor
it's like watching people board a plane
i’m not sure if they know why they’re going
waiting to get there is how they live
but arriving is how you’ll soon be knowing
Amongst the crowd
I can hear your heart beats so loud
I think I'm crazy
'Coz all around you is hazy
Everyone here is a good view
But no one is special except you!
I don't know if I'd take a risk
All i know with you is a bliss
I might get lost
Let's see where it goes
Maybe all is well
Or it will turn out as hell
Thoughts of uncertainty with you
I can cling to a golden thread of desperation if you put it within my reach
I can wrap it around my fingers and toes
I hope to cut off circulation until every breath of mine is a beautiful violet
I can twirl on the tips of my toes until the world around me turns faster and I am standing still
I'm not in wonderland
My teeth are made of glass but no matter how hard I clench my jaw, they refuse to break
My eyes are growing blades of grass within them but my ******* lawn mower won't start
Why do I always expect to be cared about?
Why are you always the martyr?
Why is it my job to take care of you when I still have to learn how to take care of myself?
Why can't you let branches grow from yourself and be your own **** person?
You follow in my footsteps like you are afraid of making your own imprint on this earth
Dig your feet into the ground and stomp
Create earthquakes with the impact
Shake down every brick building that was built up to block the sun from reaching your eyes
I was not put on this earth to be your protector
Your protector is within the thread of the leash you tied around my neck
I'm choking on air and you pluck it out of my mouth and swallow it whole and still complain of not being able to breath
Stop walking behind me and start running beside me
Gold is only found where you look and so far, you pretend to be blind
Stick legs don't bend but they break pretty **** easily
The flowers sprouting out of my ears are wilting
Recycled ideas should not fill your head
Your own ideas should
The thread tied around my wrists is yellow and black
I can't find the strength to snap it
I'll spend my empty days unraveling it, only getting it tangled up again
I don't really know who this is about tbh
Why is it in movies
The characters are so real
But in reality people aren't even sure who or what they are
We're all in between
Living to slowly create some sort of something we can tolerate calling ourselves
I'm not sure about you
I'm not sure about me
I'm not sure about us
I'm not sure about you leaving me
I'm not sure about me staying behind
I'm not sure about us being apart
I'm not sure about you and I being together
I'm not sure about how to say to us;