If you knew how your actions
Are like dagger blades ******
Into the deepest parts of my soul,
Would it matter to you
To pull them out and tend the wounds
They leave behind?

Or would you turn
*Yet another blind eye?

My fingertips pause
Over worn out keys
On a board that's seen
Better days, but that was years ago
When the muses were fresh,
The utterance adequate,
The language clear and precise,
The sonnets and haikus flowing
Easily from thought to tongue to finger to page.
Things have changed greatly since then.

My fingertips pause
Over worn out keys
Because some things
Are too hard to voice.
Some pains go so deep in my soul
That not even I know they exist.
Some memories so old
Of a childhood first snow
Or teenage habitual mistake
Or adolescent innocent fantasy
Have faded to a sepia-tone
Not able to be conveyed on paper.
Some experiences too personal
That sharing would ruin them forever
Because no one else could fully appreciate
What it means
To me
In my life,
Both past and future.

So silence descends
As my fingertips pause
Over worn out keys
On a board that's seen
Better days.

For how do I type out a poem
When keys have gone missing,
Like some of the pieces of my soul?

I've got baggage that's too much a burden to carry, I've only got two hands, You call me weak, but it's quite the contrary. I've be strong for too long, been trying to hold on, but fingers are slipping and I keep tripping up, up where I look , crying out for some help. Don't you hear me screaming? help. My closet is full of the skeletons I wish to bury, but no shovel can dig deep enough, I'm in too much of a hurry to be free, free of this weight, free of the pain, but hey, no pain no gain, that's what I'm told. On this theory I'm sold, that time heals the wounded, but it's been years and years and I still don't see the good in it. Carry on, is what I do but I still wish that I could just break through this madness, this insanity. Looking for some clarity to see my way through this, man why do I gotta go through this, I don't know how to do this, alone. All by myself, I walk through this, aint nothing to this. But I swear, I can close my eyes and see the way it used to be before my baggage got the best of me.

Just another girl
Thought she'd never hold the world
Mildly inasane, very plain
The lion (my lover) broke me from my pack
I never wanted to look back
He was my all
I finally held the world, a lion, a king (him)
But I wasn't his queen for long
His heart was occupied with thoughts of his previous lover
The night he left I became stressed, deeply depressed
Couldn't stop crying long enough to get dressed
I was just the wounded
The weak
I had nothing yet gave you my everything
I am nothing without him
A queen is nothing without her king

Ah, küçücük gemi, sulara attın şimdi kendini, delisin
Ah, yakarlar seni, dönmezsin bir daha geri, delisin

Ah, deniz olayım, tuzumu rüzgârda savurayım, deliyim
Ah, ne yelken ne yel, köpüklerde kaybolayım, deliyim

Kime sorsam dönüşüm yok
Nereye gitsem mavi
Yelkenimde deli rüzgâr
Her yanım tuz, deliyim

Ah, peşimde rüzgâr, ne yağmurlar dost ne bir kıyı var,
deliyim
Ah, düşlerim kaldı, yalnızım düşlerim kaldı, deliyim

Ah, yaralı kalbin, sönüp gidecek yaralı kalbin, delisin
Ah, küçücük gemi, dönmezsin bir daha geri, delisin

Kime sorsam dönüşüm yok
Her gemi biraz deniz
Her yanım mavi, her yanım yel
Her yanım tuz..

Stripped down to my core
There I was, bare naked
With bare naked emotions

Exposed to the cold air
It chilled my bones
I couldn’t feel my skin
Raw and soar was my soul within
Exposed to the elements
Exposed to reality
I wanted out
No, I wanted to cry
It was like the world was waving goodbye
As for that hopeful train
I missed the ride
I was numb, frozen
Perhaps even blind
Must have been in love
Or just too kind
Have you ever fell into a sea of oblivion
Have you ever given up your wings
To appear more human
Have you ever felt so raw
Like your core was ripped
Have you ever felt
Your heart being stripped