Was it
The floating black clouds?
Or the passing fresh breeze?
Maybe was it the roaring wind
Along with
The flaming old-gold color sun?
Yet it sure was the splattering cold rain,
I often caught in his glance
That could describe him and his pain.
His hair was careless
His behavior reckless
But his eyes hopeless
And his kiss tasteless.
The world’s illusions
Submerged people into confusion,
Deluding him who often had hope
To cope
With love and living.
But as all the things breathing
It too dies with the moments
Leaving people in all kinds of disappointments.

There’s a storm in his head, thunder beneath his hands and rain rolling down his eyes.
His lethal torrid stare felt piercing as his teeth were baring.
His fist tenses and his mouth dries.
His heart rate increases and his jaw clenches.
When the mild-mannered man turns at last to face me, his states had no more greyscale. His customary warmth gone faster than summer rain on the tarmac.
Now my blood drained and heart hammered erratically. These swings from the most loved to the most hated would be the end of me.
I was never afraid of his anger when it came as fire, for that burnt hot and fast but I was deadly scared of his ice that saved him from the torments of his youth. But now, it was so hard to tell and so pointless to run.

Maybe
I would let you hold this power drill
To make a little hole
In my skull.
From where flowers
Will for hours and hours
Bloom, sprout and flourish,
But that only your love can nourish.
Tonight,
While I’m waiting for the daylight
I have an inkling
And start to wonder if what I’m feeling
Is not an illusion
I’ve had in the mirage of my confusion.

As I walked towards the future
Things seemed clearer.
What if I stopped here?
Would it mean the end is near?
I so wish I could tell you
How much it takes from you
To chase the inexorable;
So ineffable.
Let it be a pair of sweet eyes
A pleasant demeanor,
A complicated thing
Or a silky string.
Nothing I would let be
To take an ounce of me.

Your feet loved dancing
To the beats of my heart.
And from the chaos of my soul
You saw beauty from the start.
You are the freedom
Waiting for me
On the breezes of the sky.
As i was scared to fall,
You helped me to fly.
With a pen full of ink
I will write stories that sing
Then others where i sink
And much more ones about you.
Because darling,
You taste like
Eternity
The sun
The moon
The stars
And everything i adore to pieces
With all of my pieces.

New year, yet same old color.
I was like a firework display,
But this time, only the blue ones.

It was blue but still beautiful.
Pretty to look at but it would hurt
when you stay close enough.

It will hurt so much that it will burn
your skin. Was it hot?
Or was it too cold that it stings?

Maybe I liked it that way,
distancing myself from the people
I love, afraid I might hurt them.

I was like a firework display,
it was bright
But made to fade into the night.

His tranquil gaze pierced me like a thousand arrow in my corpse.
His voice felt like needles getting into my flesh.
His electric eyes reflected my better tomorrow
And the best part of who I am today.
His existence is the proof that
There is life past my name
Past the memories that I made
Past the past that seems to fade.
My admiration for him
Is as infinite as the sky
As mysterious as the moon
And as splendid as the stars.

Tonight i'm lonely,
My demons are screaming
And reaching to hold me.
Show me the deepest,
Dirtiest,
And darkest parts
Of your counsciousness.
Let me see the twistiest of your thoughts,
The monsters and horrors,
Who left these cracks.
A star shines the brightest
Only when it starts to collapse.
My demons are calling my name
Trying to mess again with my brain.
Let me peer in through your ribcage
Where there is that empty space,
From the girl your gave your heart to,
But never brought it back to its place.
Tell me how a sinner like her
Could ever deserve a saint like you.
How i'd crave you to be mine too
But i promise, neither i,
Are worth your time boo.
So leave me here with my demons
Before you see
It's nothing like you ever
Imagined it to be.