#love-hate
you don't deserve love
even if it came running towards you
like a child to his mother
you don't deserve love
even if it slapped you in the face
like thunder during a storm
you don't deserve love
even if it appeared before you
pristine and untainted,
its purest form
you don't deserve love
because the people who loved you
only saw themselves hurting,
like a dagger,
YOUR dagger,
to their chests
Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 11:29 AM UTC
My friend, to truly feel or love is a weakness
As it seems, nothing is real
Everything is an apparition of the original
I was stabbed just as you were
I sank in the illusion of a disguised fallacy
Now we should learn and show proof by also becoming actors
By recycling the cycle and keep it rotating
Let the naive take our place and keep believing
Because this illusion must be kept and not rooted out
It is necessary for balance
We, the ones who have experienced must also inflate its genuine existence and bask in the glory of knowing that its all a fallacy
It's all but a game.
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 9:58 PM UTC
My vivid imagination dreamt up
Ghosts in my eyes, in my ears.
I did not leave my home that day.
I could feel the children staring,
Could hear them screaming at me,
But I could not tell you why.
I tried to listen, to help them out,
But they were out of sight before
I could confirm anything at all.
This was separate from the occasion
On which they helped us both out.
I guess it's a love-hate relationship.
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 7:56 AM UTC
i.
my love for him sometimes
was like a whispered secret
in the dead of the night:
quiet and careful.
other times it was a violent
thrash of the tongue,
hands clinging on to the highest
tree branch, afraid to fall.
(afraid to say goodbye.)
ii.
in hindsight i am sorry for trying
to save myself from getting hurt
by you.
i only shattered my heart
in the process.
iii.
(goodbye, ghost, i'm sorry
that i loved you so.)
(goodbye ghost, i'm sorry
that i let you go.)
Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 8:58 PM UTC