#unclear
Occasionally, when I rarely look in the mirror,
I see a different face, and to my horror,
He says words I'd never say,
He loves to act deranged,
Making my mental landscape unclearer.
I guess I'm a stranger to myself,
Can't tell me from anyone else.
Just a somber ghost,
A parasite without a host.
I'll just gaze into the mirror,
And try to recognize who I see.
Jan 3
Jan 3, 2026 at 4:29 PM UTC
for instance, I felt the yearn to feel love
an arm surrounds an unclear path of blue,
rejuvenating it is; I’m above,
yet unanswered questions linger; seek clue,
art thou afraid to love like juliet?
hands unclasped; bent knees and silent prayers.
Nov 3, 2020
Nov 3, 2020 at 5:43 AM UTC
I wish I knew what you were thinking
It's killing me to be so unclear
Never able to catch up, I'm sinking
In a sea of gray, and you're nowhere near
Grabbing desperately at clouds
That were only ever in my head
Pleading, wishing, shouting out loud
Wishing to be natant - I can only tread
Won't you shed a little light?
The waters are deep and I cannot swim..
Won't you tell me if I'm right?
Aching all over, my chances look slim
Don't you know I need a little rest?
You've grabbed my heart, left your mark
And even when I'm trying my best..
Don't you know I'm afraid of the dark?
Jun 20, 2020
Jun 20, 2020 at 7:36 PM UTC
It's been a while
since I've felt her felt tip
scratch through the surface
Deep into my soul
to take me out of hiding
-x-
I remember how we parted
I regret not saying goodbye
And in a text back to a midnight apology
She had promised that she would write
She left an empty canvas
and a naive head full of dreams
and thoughts she never coloured
that festered deep within
I tried to draw her contours,
the little hat she used to wear
and beneath it, to recollect
the texture of her hair
But her pencils betray me
They don't want me to tell her tale
or mine if ever I was part of it
So I chose these words instead
Reams of paper in my cabinet
Meant for her delicate brushes
Black and blue stains of poetry adorn them
Like scars of sin on skin, permanent.
A million Gods to pray to
You'd think I was spoilt for choice
For my devotion was never aimed at them,
perhaps they do not heed my voice
-x-
It's been a while
since I've felt a felt tip
scratch through the surface
That provoked my senses
to come start fighting
I'm hanging on.. I'm hanging on..
But for how long?
Mar 1, 2020
Mar 1, 2020 at 10:00 AM UTC
This clouded mass
mess
seems stuck
in my head
riddling my thoughts
Nov 30, 2019
Nov 30, 2019 at 1:51 PM UTC
The weight of your head,
like the whole globe on your shoulders,
the world on one neck,
the ache of one body.
I’m tired, like all of the stress simply sits on my dreams
while I’m trying to sleep it away,
but I don’t get a break-
not even one day.
At least the bowl isn’t red anymore,
at least the sun is alight.
But I’ve ached for a year now, and it’s still so unclear how
I will heal, or if ever I will.
Keep sunny, keep yellow,
like the lilies in bloom
which sit on the drawers
at the end of my room.
The weight of my head,
like the whole globe on my shoulders,
the world on one neck,
the ache of one body.
Oct 4, 2019
Oct 4, 2019 at 2:23 AM UTC
The hope, that I am hoping is so unclear
The mirage that I am seeing is not here.
This is a hope or this is a mirage, I can not recognise
Hope is nothing as it seems, Is this all are lies?
But hopes are unbreakable!
Hopes are just unbreakable!
Aug 3, 2019
Aug 3, 2019 at 10:47 AM UTC
Vague, a word used for uncertainity
Vague, a word used for unclarity
Vague, a word used for your sincerity
You know why your sincerity?
Because your love for me is uncertain
Even a telescope cant see it clearly
For it possess so much unclarity
You should accept me
Not because i accept you
Accept me
Because you accept me
Love me
Not because i love you
Love me
Because you love me
Mar 18, 2019
Mar 18, 2019 at 3:58 AM UTC
Loving you is making me crazy.
Some days all I have is a head full of maybe.
Unconditional fits in my mouth like your hand does in mine.
Alone, my hands search through your puzzles trying to find peace of mind.
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 5:47 PM UTC
I am a normal person with normal problems
I wonder about everything, but nothing
I see what everyone can see
I want everything a person could want
I am a normal person with normal problems.
I pretend to be a real person in a broken society
I feel the false happiness of the people around me
I touch corrupted beliefs with my fingers
I worry about everything, but myself
I am a normal person with normal problems.
I understand people trying to be something they’re not
I say things that you will not remember because you don’t care about others
I dream about a perfect, but impossible future
I try to make it better, but it never works
I hope people could understand it before my death
I am a normal person with normal problems.
Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 7:58 PM UTC
Cloudy;
my world is
hazy
tound the edges.
I’m walking with a
vignette filter
on my eyes,
like glasses I can’t remove.
But I’m sober,
I think.
I’ve been high, yes,
most days;
but not today.
I’ve drunk, yes,
always too much;
always ending in aches and
some sorrow;
but that was last night;
not today.
I already know that tomorrow’s
forecast is cloudy
too.
Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 5:26 PM UTC
past in a glaze,
a veil of haze,
cannot reminisce,
lost time with
you.
Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 10:17 AM UTC
I’d rather honestly
Spill my feelings
With my words
Than,
Rely on
Ambiguous actions
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 6:46 PM UTC
I have my flaws clear as day
And some not so clear, but there all the same
Sep 10, 2018
Sep 10, 2018 at 12:28 PM UTC
Colours mixing with each other
there is a new colour born
a new shade
taking the new shape
blinding the landscape
spiralling out of control
not in hold
spilling its content
without intent
ripping over
and under
unclear
emptying till it disappears
it is gone now.
Jul 6, 2018
Jul 6, 2018 at 6:00 AM UTC
She points to him
And says he was the one
My heart hinders
And my mind goes numb
For weeks I told her of my pain
The way my heart fluttered
At the mention of his name
Now this news comes to late
For my heart has taken another shape-
This shape is her
But she'd already hooked
And even if she wasn't
She's not the kind to give me
A second look
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 1:19 PM UTC
Music in your ear.
Calms your mind.
Calms your world.
Screams turning into tears.
Water dripping from your face.
Water dripping from your soul.
An unconscious mind.
Not able to understand reality.
Not able to understand normality.
Floating in false beliefs.
With a confused thinking.
With a unclear thinking.
Involuntary presence.
Lack of motivation.
Lack of creation.
May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 3:32 PM UTC
We say we're fine
But broken hearts don't hide from eyes
We say we're friends
But conversation stopped at our relationship end
We say we're back to normal
But we look the other way
We say we're moving on
But we avoid each other like plague
We say we'll stay together
But you left with no words
So I pulled you back
To say a proper goodbye
We don't say anything
Because there's nothing left to say
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 11:00 PM UTC
the world used to be so clear & bright
yet now, it became so blurry & unclear
like standing in the middle of a fog,
like driving through heavy rain
-e.i
Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 8:55 AM UTC
My ceiling stares back at me as I yawn
My eyelids feel heavy yet I can't sleep
Yet here I am, wide awake
01:00 - The usual time
02:00 - The new normal
03:00 - I might miss my alarm if I don't sleep
I stare at my ceiling as I think
My thoughts are jumbled
Messed up, unclear
04:00 - Is there a point in sleeping at all
05:00 - Barely any sleep time left now
06:00 - An hour until I hear the song
Now there's no point at all
I rub my eyes and I yawn
Yet another sleepless night
Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 4:43 AM UTC
a downpour
the season in which I was born,
baby shower- we made a pond,
now let's insert a pun...
oh wait, it's already done
but it was a bad one
i guess i'm still wet behind the ears..
oh **** another one, slip of the tongue, and i'm all washed up from the stress
it's absurd but i'm drowning in the rain- a bad metaphor for negative over thinking maybe.
though by the way i have a paper heart and i'm stuck in the rain, won't anyone save me? guess not
i'll get high with my words just to fill a hole of emptiness brought by confusion and doubt, to blur out noises from outside with noises from the inside, a distraction through a mute facade of confidence and an assurance to myself that i am okay.
it's convoluted i know; from making puns to emotional grunts, it doesn't make sense- i don't make sense
Aug 2, 2017
Aug 2, 2017 at 9:33 AM UTC
In these few days
Nothing feels right
Emptiness you had felt
revealed itself that night
Our unanswered questions
Starting with no good byes
Was unclear for us to realize
That we didn't see the signs
Slowly, the truth unfolds
to the pain you had felt
It trickles into our hearts
What more could we had done
If only you had said...
yet you did...
It was so settle...
Maybe you found the answers you needed
I just wish you would of shared it
Cause here we all are now
With no answers
In this time of healing
Please know,
that we Love You
Please know,
that we all would of helped
If only you had asked
Jul 27, 2017
Jul 27, 2017 at 12:05 PM UTC