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b Jul 12
she asked me
about the poems
I’ve written about her,

not knowing
that her soul  
can’t be conveyed by words,

you see,
she is
the greatest poem
that god
has written
into existence
b Jul 12
your inhales
becomes my exhales

your eyes
reflects into mine

your laughs
are heard from my lips

your soul
has merged into mine

in the most beautiful way
b Aug 2020
i hate it here
in my head,
roaches live
inside my head
calling me
all sorts of names
wanting me
to stab my veins

i hate it here
where lays my heart
worms infested
the sinful scars
feeding into
this world of ours.
b Aug 2019
afraid to live,
afraid to sin,
afraid to drown
in a bottle of gin.
b Aug 2019
I watched them colour your sorrows and paint your flaws,
you gave them the brush.

r e a l l y ?

I watched them laugh at your insecurities and ignore your loss,
you laughed along.

r e a l l y ?

I watched them flaunt your guilt and frame your shame,
you shrugged it off.

r e a l l y ?

I watched them dress you up and change your name,
you had a toast.

r e a l l y ?
#fake #really #peoplepleaser #insecurity #selfworth #ignore #hate #nice #flaws #sorrow
b Jun 2019
got me
by the threads
of its eternal obscurity
asking me
urging me
to find a meaning
in the insignificance
of my existence

find a meaning
in my morning hustle
my frowning muzzle
my cowardice mask

my spending sprees
my binging eats
my clinging needs

find a meaning
to hustle for fees
to fight for beers
to do as they please

find my tranquility
in the warmth
of my mid-day tears
b Feb 2019
what do you want?

the money
the fame
the ***?

the name
the brains
and a heavy pay-check?

do you want the lies
the rage
the meaningless objects?

or can you tell
it is a facade
to shame
your intellect?
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