You asked
What is the scariest part?

I answer
The scariest part
is not the feeling of loneliness
or the darkness that fills you
despite the looming pain
of emptiness

The scariest part
is the realization  
that you have lost yourself
completely
sinking in as you lay awake
at 2 AM
because you lost the ability to sleep
and you can't even cry
because you don't even care

“i love you”
those words
                      d
                         r
                           i
                             p
                               p
                                 e
                                   d
                                      from his lips
i believed his deceitful manner
his charisma, it was alluring

You told me
That you needed space
That you needed time
To be alone

But being alone
Does not mean
Being up in the sheets
Of your roommate

The poet's eye
Is the only exact image of the world.
If you know how to read it
You will never die
He can see the unseen
And make your Dao so clean.
A poet's heart is so deep
They call for hatred
He never faltered
Calling for love
They call for war
He insists on loving more and more.
The poet's tongue is the truth
That helps you soothe
Wake up and say
My poets shine my day.

Head in ice

Wake me when it

Stops

A dismal duet-
more like a sad solo
of two hearts
breaking in harmony.
Their tone is flat and
the lyrics don't rhyme.
The melody has gone
astray and the
music dies.

It's better to be be alive and thriving, rather than being consumed, sick and dying.