I don't know what to do
These emotions are tearing me apart
I hate this
My skin is haunting
My tears never dry
And my heart feels like it's shattered into a million little pieces
I hate this world
Being human
Illness
Emotions
Complications
Why?
I would rather be dead
I deserve to die
I hurt someone I loved
Burned bridges that can never be repaired
Gave up on life
All I want now is to be happy
Just for a second
I miss being happy
Happy...
I can't remember ever being happy
Is that an emotion that people can still feel?
I can't

~August 9th 2012~

A little boy kicked
a ball, not a red ball,
into the sky.

Somewhere between his laugh
and the clouds,
He lost sight of it.


                                          *mzf

These scars that line my face tell a story
A story of the horror I have seen
The tears that have fallen
The cries that have escaped
The memories I try to bury
And the thoughts I wish I could erase
I just want to crawl into a hole
And wish that everything was okay
That the world wasn't crashing down on me
Why do I have self control
Because all I want to do is die
But instead I cut my flesh
Burn until I feel numb
Drink until I can't see straight
Smoke until my lungs burn
Cry until I fall asleep
Keep it all bottled up until I heal
And start it all over again

~July 15, 2012~

Irony is...
When you hide cuts under a bracelet that says To Write Love On Her Arms
When you try to do good, but always do harm
Irony is...
When you're in love with a girl whose in love with a guy
When you always tell the truth, but get caught in one lie
Irony is...
When you give everything to someone, and they give nothing back
When the person you love, wants the one thing you lack
Irony is...
When someone promises they'll always be there, forever to keep
Yet every night, I cry myself to sleep.

I wander;
As most do,
Roaming the many crossroads.
Figures beyond my comprehension;
They wander like me,
Fading and shifting in reality.
Each with a distinct mark.
Searching.
For a fate or destiny,
A reason to be.
So that there is meaning.
But what meaning can be found,
To one who’s form is noting but a shadow.

How sad,
That we are bound by such shackles.
That we feel the need,
To hide the form of truth.
To concentrate the raw energy of life.
To funnel the soul.
Love, hope,
Fear and hate,
Hidden behind a porcelain veil.
Each with its own mark.
Ever-changing.

Some are forms of pain,
Others are of contempt.
There is too little to enjoy.
So little feel ,
While soul is kept tame.
Behind a barrier created to protect,
But will ultimately destroy.

These expressions twist and warp,
Each repelled by the sight of one another.
In ignorance.
For you see,
We all see the shadows that are worn by others.
The faces of fear.
Of love.
Of all we desire.
Never knowing,
Where true light hides.

It is hard to see clearly,
Our vision obscured.
Restrained by our own will,
And the Masks we own.

Way before that song polluted the air
Before it became the number one on the charts
Before Taylor was even going out with Harry
I knew you were trouble when you walked in.

With your smile you took me too places that were in my head
and it is a shame on me because I could tell right from the beginning
that you were trouble.

And the Saddest fear that creeps in is not that you never loved me
Or him or her or anything
It's that I may never stop liking you.

So I knew you were trouble when you walked in
and laying on the cold hard ground I still like you.

Sometimes love is precious,
Other times it is gracious,
Sometimes love is a trickster,
Other times it is a gangster,

Sometimes love is powerful,
Other times it is faithful,
Sometimes love is dear,
Other times it is clear,

Sometimes love is nasty,
Other times it is *****,
Sometimes love is life,
Other times it is death,

Sometimes love ills,
Other times it fulfills,
Sometimes love lure,
Other times it is pure,

Sometimes love is kind,
Other times it is sound,
Sometimes love pains,
Other times it cleans.


© PRINCE NANA ANIN-AGYEI
Email: nanaspeaks@gmail.com