If I die tomorrow,
Tell the world how much I love the art of poetry.
Tell them how it washes my sorrow
And how it became my remedy.

If only words can heal enough pain,
Endure the wound caused by vain,
Energize the soul that's so drained,
It would be nice if those will happen.

Courage is my only weapon
For me to face every demon
And sever the ties of the automaton

This is the oath of a man who was once deranged;
A man who once can't win his own pace;
A man who once broke his own dreams;
And a man who once made promises whom he can't keep.

To my own eyes, I was blinded and can not see
The blurry visions of the reality.
Thought I can handle dilemma
Thought I can handle the enigma
But I was wrong after all.

My pillow is the only thing I go by
Everytime I get a teary eye
Flows like a river every night
And pours like a rain

I still believe there's eternal sunshine
Inside this cave is the shining sunlight
That I can cope up with life
And end this depression in time.

Reconnect the ones whom got disconnected
Relive the moments you don't want to forget
Remember the things you missed.
And redefine your worth today.

The eternal sunshine will be the one
To greet my morning
And the moon will make me fall asleep.
The wind will make it comfortable
With a play of its own music.

Sweet baby,
you love to gaze
into the universe
behind my eyelids
right before you
kiss magic against
my lips
and I must say
the dizziness that
accompanies the
unraveling
of the oceans lying
dormant is easily
unmatched.
-Head over Heels

I admit I do not understand
People staring at their hands

A tiny screen controls their eyes
Electronic lows and highs

Folks all wander to and fro
Directed by Pokémon Go

One's free will is all but dead
With Nintendo now deep in your head

It's great to be out in the sun
But, can you really call this fun

The best part though, I think to me
Is the collisions between man and tree

You tormented me with your lies
Because every word is worth a life,
And every time you spit a knife,
I die a thousand times.
My ears rot every time I here your alibi;
Coming out from your predictable mind.

The way you make me devour,
Is the time I feel deceived.
I will bury our mem'ries forever,
Like how the way I grieved.

I forgot how to feel being loved back,
Maybe because I always get hurt.
I ask "from which part of myself did I lack?"
After all, I guess I'm blessed and cursed.
That's why we need to extract.

Fear of being unwanted anticipates
As they run through the veins.
My heart beats as it roughly palpitates
Maybe I should never love again.

I found myself immersed through the light I see beyond the hollow cave
I saw my imperfections first as the light brightens my eyes laid
Resting inside its comfort zone as my heart pounds
To realization of matters which I found it vague.

Even if it caves inside me like a hollow shell,
I still have these small series of serendipity that I can feel.

Our hearts were too desperate to be Healed by someone,
But we don't know that the key is Within us, and it's not with anyone.
To heal our own ways and to Reassemble the shards 
It's a kind of process of our healing Hearts.

this time, i'm going to defy the fates. i will be yours, even if you won't be mine. i'll give you my heart, and I know it's not in the fates' list of fated but you will receive it. i apologize to the one that's destined to me; you can have me in our next lifetime because this time, i'm going to break the rules. that's the ******* extent of my love for you--i'm willing to sacrifice every **** of my life because you had me with the twinkle of your eyes and that's enough compensation for the damage its reflection caused. i know for a fact that you've broken a lot of rules but let me be the rule that will break itself for you.

Part I:
Sometimes I think
Your fingertips are
Engraved into
my skin
Because
even when weeks
Go by
and your touch
is absent
I still seem to
Live through euphoric
Memories of what it
Feels like when you
Kiss clouds into
My soul

Part II:
And on those nights
You creep into
My head,
you tend to leave
traces of your scent,
Your touch,
And your mouth
Which result in
Mornings after that
Are too often unbearable
To wake up to.