Autumn Leaves

I write this because I'm fully healed. 

You don't know it for sure, do you?

Sure I do, I'm fine.

Your looks might be, but you're a utter mess inside. Complete chaotic.

Bitter and insensitive comments are not welcome but thanks.

So is your false pretence and waves of denial, you're welcome. Now listen to me.

No.

You ought to, need to.

I don't want to.

Trust me.

Sickness & In Health

How do we survive in this cruel world we were born into?
All that we wanted was to clear our heads, screw ourselves from time to time just so we could start over. 

Depletion of love, agony ignites. How do one get over when the world kicked you to the dirt after you peaked so high. 

Anytime now, leap forward to soar, to the edge of entity.

White spaces filled my heart, enormous strength grasped on my limbs, it is as steady as the worthless courage I possessed. 

When you get too upset, nothing is too upset. 

 

Inexorable anxiety, quit.

Ruination Exchanged For A Rebirth

So troubled I needed to pray for someone else, through sufferings we all have predicaments of what is coming next. Dreams collapsed, the tallest tower tumbled the hardest the higher we built it. 

Why aren't you crying? Once in a while the world stares at each other souls to gain some perspectives, but why don't you sob, grief over the fact that people have lost faith as we have proceeded into the New World. Fluttered anxiety, may be about time to witness the greatest reality episode of our lives - manic devastation of our generation.

It's not so bad is it, ending.

Just A Little Longer

Desolation,
Wide open space,
Between the trees and me,
Emptiness and me,
Confusion and decisions,
Feelings hard to define,
And I say to myself,
Just a little longer,

Coldness seeps
Its way in,
I am falling deeper,
Into what I fear most,
As I reach out,
There is nothing there,
As possible there was something once,
Only to be gone,
And I say to myself,
Just a little longer,  

Shimmering in the darkness,
I see two moons,
Reflecting off a stream of thoughts,
Ongoing forever more,
Along a rocky road,
Slowly giving in to finding a way out,
I take the plunge under the river,
Then the wind carries a whisper,
Gently on a breeze,
Just a little longer...

There's a place call home, waiting.