In my closet
I allow the sky to pour,
And take away the rainbow

I allow doubt to feed my mind,
And convince me otherwise

The smile moves away in seconds
At last no one judges me!
I get to feel however and whatever.

From that point in time,
When I grasped a pen and a paper,
The transmission began,
Of which no soul could fathom.

Lately I realized, that is my hiding place.

Since you gained your wings,
They now refer you as my past,
Yet you are forever present,
In my heart, In my thoughts
And in our frozen reminiscences
Of which each glance Stir the pool of Bethesda,
within my eyes, every time.

It is another day,
still learning to catch a breath,
yet I feel out of oxygen


I stopped counting the hours,
days, even the months
What's the point?

As time keep dashing,
like a midnight train,
yet the sky still pours,
Whenever and wherever.

I pushed myself to the mirror
Yet we looked at each other
With no recognition...

is when the pain within my wounds
deepens,
yet I choose nor death neither life,

I just aspire to be OKAY!

Dearest Bubblegum,
I chewed you while sweet,
Till tasteless and of no use,
Spit you out as far away as possible

Then life returned the favor,
Of treating me kind until comfortable,
Yet threw me into the Lion's den...
How bittersweet!