Sometimes

as I lay alone at night;

I dive into the darkness of my mind;

and look for the light.

Distance is friend of mine
Until I start writing these rhymes
Poetry makes me miss you
Every line I want to kiss you
Please don't leave me
I yearn to be free
When you enter my mind
The pain subsides
Can we please reminisce
On the times I so dearly miss?

how does one word
hurt much?

Do you even need help
in carrying
the load,
the burden you
kept,
and the life
you're trying to
bury?

SOMETIMES answering one question
is just asking too much...

Sometimes, a laugh
can also be a cry.

Sometimes people want to live and some of them want to die.

Sometimes we have to lie in order to survive, even though it's not right.

Sometimes, a beautiful person can be ugly if their attitude worsens.

Sometimes, getting advice isn't going to affect you right.

Sometimes, we gotta learn from whats right and what's wrong.

Sometimes, we didn't know that we're brave and strong.
Othertimes, we managed to hold on,  but throughout life, we should  carry on.

Sometimes you just need to
let things be...

Sometimes when you talk
I don't know what you're saying
Instead, I play a different scenarios in my head
Behind these smiles I was thinking about hugging you tight
But it doesn't seem right
So I'll just nod my head  and say "yeah"

Sometimes when you walk
I hear you breathe, how smooth the air
enters in your lungs and how heavy it goes out.
Maybe because you carry the world
And that's what I get when you lean your head on my shoulder
You're not heavy. You're just my whole world

Sometimes at night I can't sleep
Sometimes I hope the universe conspire to tell you this
This beautiful sometimes that has ever happened to me
That someday this sometimes will be forever and always.

C.D.

Sometimes anger boils inside of me.
My heart is lava and my love acidic, but I still laughed when they called me an The Idiot.

Sometimes Happiness doesn't win.
People say keep your chin up, but how am I supposed to do that when an Anchor is tied to my thoughts, dragging me deeper into the depths of depression.

Sometimes the knife knocks at my mind.
I can't help but to make the cuts thrive and everyone is trying to be kind, but little do they know the thought of that knife still resonates inside.