the yearning, unending
the distance, unaffecting
days turning into weeks
all gone in a blur
yet it's you
you are all that I see
dream
and drown in.

The next step
isn't always the best step for you
And this I learnt with experience

Picture me
Standing in front of the train tracks
Thinking of taking a step forward...

As a child
One of my biggest morning fears
Was, having soap in my eyes
Now an adult,
Among other fears
that come with the dawn
Is that of waking up
On an utterly important day of my life
And somehow
not being able to get out of bed
Stuck, Staring at the ceilings for stars...

I learnt from Nipsey's sad demise
That most times
All it needs for your story to get told
And appreciated
Is just the mere act of dying

So I ask, is there something
You wish to say to me tomorrow
If you hear that I'm no more?

Could you share?
I shouldn't have to die
To feel like I've lived

Please

Please help with an answer...


... What does it mean for us
If my fear of losing her
Is more than my love for her?

Losing you
was like waking up
in the morning to the sun,
shining no longer,
my day has ended
before it even began

Was Like waking up
to realize rapture happened
The missionaries were right
and hell was real after all.

I stayed in the shower
for 2 hours last night,
until the running water outnumbered my tears.
Congratulations, you've brought the pain back, and with it, my poetry.

Good riddance,
Farewell
Or not.