I laugh and laugh
for no reason at all
well, dear doctor
I think your hospital is making me
loose my mind

I cough up blood
yet I laugh
I can't walk but I find that funny
I laugh at the non-existent irony

When despair threatened to enter my bones
to control my mind and my home
I laughed to block it, make it fall
laughed for no reason after all
because laughing is important after all

well, dear doctor
I think your hospital
is making me loose my mind

Sometimes I wonder,
Who would be a better friend
The wind or the rain?

The wind, who was adventurous and fun
Who was there to celebrate all your greatest moments
And especially the happy ones
The one who made you laugh before you cried
Who never knew how to comfort anyone
But still who always tried

Or the rain, who was more silent and reserved
But who’s advice and especially their friendship
Was one to be preserved
The one who is there for all the moments, even which are bad
Who doesn’t try to cheer you up
Instead tell you that it’s okay to be sad

together they sit,
the boat floats
and the sand is still
the wave comes
the boat moves
but the sand, it sinks

we may be friends
we may be buddies
but your friend
may be my enemy

perfect grades
****** blades
perfect life
I can't hide

I make my parents proud
always quite 'cause success speaks so loud
Another trophy on the wall
sleepless nights but standing tall

but I wonder,.. for how long?
how long do I have to fake
how long before I break

how long before one cut turns into two
into three... into four
until the end

I wonder will you notice
that I am not perfect
from my behaviour
or do I have to be my own saviour

what is so good about place ,
you ask, what is so good about hello poetry

well my dear friend its because
this place is filled with people who know
what it's like to be broken
who help you heal your wounds

there are no cruel comments
no judging tones
just poetry, just kindness
just bliss, just peace

why do I like this place so much?
because it is filled with poets
and I am a poet
so its perfect for me

Have you ever been broken
Have you ever felt lost
Have you ever been mistaken
In this world so vast

Have you ever felt fake
Have you ever felt just worthless
Have you ever cried in the rain
Feeling just so useless

Have you ever cried at night
Your tears falling on the bed
Have you ever lost a fight
Because of the voices in your head

Have you ever seen the stars
fading to soon
have you ever seen the scars
and not just the moon

Dear stranger,
I have never met you before
never seen you smile
never held your hands
never looked in your eyes

To me, you are just a stranger
nothing else at all
then why do you
not feel like a stranger at all?

I have never seen your face before
never seen your eyes
yet I feel like I know
your soul
and everything inside

So tell me, why is this so
is it because we are
not strangers at all..?