Wordy

To have and to hold,
Till the fire consumes us,
I am too wordy,
Too crazy,
Too chilled,
Too scared,
Too lost,
To even think about it,
They say,
He who dies not for a course,
Is worth not,
I sure hope this was worth it,
As the sun fades,
So do I,
When it rises,
I’ll long be gone,
Not to return,
Just not be found,

Acrid Reflection

It was I,
Yes I,
May be I am to blame,
I am entirely to blame,
I smile at the acrid reflection,
Of the flames of love,
As it burns the heart away,
Looking at the dying embers,
I laugh hysterically,
The nightmare was real,
The reality makes me cringe,
A foul creature,
I have mutated into,
Just before I go incognito,
I’ll be gone for good,
You can stop trying,
You can stop struggling,
I am on the edge,
Jumping into the abyss,
Of no return,

Five Star Demon

Still beats me all the time, they sat down and thought that the slogan is all good and specific, what a lie, doesn't it sound racist still? I thought so may be, i am human, why should i be called black, why not stick to No Racism, why stick to the color, yes i am endangered, but still, i don wanna be called black.

I still have to ask,
Am I just but a tool?
Just but a vessel,
A tool of love,
A vessel of pain,
I knew not that love could hurt,
But does it?
It’s the hopes I had,
The expectations that I held,
The thought that I had,
The idea that I grew,
I hope you are happy,
Your torture,
Created a monster,
A five star demon,
A hungry prey,
That you can still smile,
Clean your hands of it,
Say it never was you,

Sub Snub??

Yes you are strong,
Stronger than I ever thought,
But how am I to do this,
You told me to leave,
You lost interest in me,
You pushed me away,
Blocked your thoughts about me,
Left me out in the cold,
In the dry sun,
Salted and wounded,
You called it love,
You’ve been gone for days,
You sub me,
You snub me.
You act like I don’t exist,
You take me for a ride,

Ounce of Sleep

I have turned insomniac,
I can’t even find an ounce of sleep,
Let alone peace,
You said you was gone,
I needed time to grieve,
To let go,
You pulled me right in,
I have principles,
I have an idea,
I am also human,
Does it not haunt you?
Does it not make you cringe?
Does it ever make you cry?

I Speaking?

I need peace,
Peace of mind,
Yet all my pleas,
All my tears,
Are all in vain,
The sagacious lost it,
I garland the thought,
I respond to the call,
Hello?
I speaking,
This is I speaking,
For me and myself,
I am the I,
I still wonder why,
You run,
You hide,
Yet you still come back,
You said no next time,
You said never again,
You haunt me all the way,

Fiction of the Arts

They called it love,
I don wanna be a typical,
Romeo,
John,
Valentine,
Who lost it for love?
Who left for love?
Who still play the books of love?
I want a typical, classic, reality book,
Not the fiction of the art of opera,
Not the hilarious act of reality comedy,
I don’t want the fairy tales of animation,
I need not believe in dragons,
I need not worry about forever afters,
I don’t need to kiss these frogs,

Fingers crossed

To the love that equalizes it,
It will never be enough,
Not because I don’t deserve you,
Just because:
You don’t owe me,
I don’t owe the world,
Nothing, yes nothing,
I walk in the dark,
Smile in the dark,
Hoping,
Fingers crossed,
That you’ll put me out of this misery,
I have grown weary,
I have half lost it, half found it,

Shackles

I have enough marks,
I have enough evidence,
Yes, please,
Call the prosecutors in,
I need no defence attorney,
I am the one,
I’ll run with it to the end,
I am guilty as charged,
Can we get this over with?
I need freedom,
I am bound in shackles,
Shackles of love??
I need to be free,
From the villain that I am,
I need to run,
From the monster you turning me into,
From the demon you creating me into,
From the bitterness I hold,

Selflessly Selfish

I am here stuck,
In the thoughts,
Of you, me,
Us,
I wonder,
What happened?
I was snubbed,
Stabbed,
Lost,
Now forgotten,
I wonder, what went wrong,
Why I can’t change your mind,
Why you had to be so cruel,
That is not selflessness,
It’s you being selfish,
It’s you being distant,
It’s you killing what we had.

Tribulation

You sold me out,
Gave me out,
Threw me out,
Like a box of chocolate,
Just like a wedding cake,
Like the litter of trash,
Where’s the heart in that,
The love in it?
May be I was just but a souvenir,
A passing tribulation to you,
A goddamn passing cloud,
May be a human of little impact,
It is not about what?
It’s about who?

Crashing Souls

Your wild memoranda’s,
The thoughts and wishes,
How do you sleep at night?
Do you ever find peace?
You can hide,
You can’t run from it,
Let’s just face it,
It’s way too long to turn back,
Way too far for a step back,
Without crashing souls,
Breaking hearts,
Creating disharmony,
You set us up,
For a failed recoil,
Was it not enough?
Does this burden need be this heavy?

The Millenials

We losing our own,
To addictions,
Suicide,
We will party at the end of it,
May be in the future we will figure it out,
May be we can confide,
Grow in all of it,
It pains so much,
We can’t exhaust it all,
We are who we are,
Partly because of how we grew,
Partly because of what we know,
It is what it is,
We are,
THE MILLENIALS.