Sometimes,
I catch myself
wondering what
it feels like to be
loved by you.

I’m almost certain
it would be blissful;
as if my heart’s 
gonna burst into 
gazillion pieces,
and like stardust, 
float across the 
infinite cosmos.

But it is a distant dream.
And it’s time to wake up.

Whether a comma, or colon:
Punctuation slows my rolling
I need no period. When I end
no Capitalization when I begin
Rulelessly I flow my art
  Not a single!
Exclamation mark
Are you not the one
Who'll know?
Where a question mark
No longer goes

Warp the structure
Bend the lines
Put in repeat
Let emotion unwind
Make yourself
Your poetry's the best
Be your own ruler
Pass your own test

Take your own road
Where ever it leads
Lover or hater
It's all poetry!

If I were to die
I hope it would be under the night sky
If I were to die
I want the stars to shine bright
If I were to die
I want it to be on a peaceful night

They say
parents are there for you
where were they
when I needed them
I was hurting
I was screaming for help
They didn't hear
I have become numb
To the pain
I have given up