The Morning After

Cacooned by the velvet of the night
two souls tangled up
free on the streets
that have died.
Laughing and drunk on love,
two souls
sumberged in sleep,
covered in sheets.
As the morning rolls in
so does the reality they left behind. 

From LOVE to HEARTACHE

He looks at her

like the sun looks at the moon

with burning flames and undying passion .

He loves her 

like stars love the night 

with a sense of home in a vast galaxy .

He needs her 

like the lungs crave for oxygen

after being held down with an anchor at the bottom of the sea.

He wants her 

like the ocean kisses the shoreline

always coming back after a fight.

He looses her 

like the warmth in winter

nursing his broken heart 

wrapped in blankets with a cup of chocolate.

He forgets her (or atleast tries to)

but when he sees her with a smile plastered on her face 

holding another man-

He crumbles 

like the soft batter from the cookies she used to make.

He looks at her now

like the moon looks at the sun

admiring from afar 

never getting burnt.

Inside My Mind

Loneliness ,
it never fades away .
Like this so called 'Perfection ',
it is bound to stay .
And when you enter this void ,
the pain is overcomed by the numbness ,
yet I want pain to keep me alive .
So that is why these scars won't fade .
When I close my eyes ,
the cracks in my heart start to pain .
And I crouch ,
trying to shield myself from it .
It wont go away ,
a voice in my head tells me ,
and suicide seems my last resort.
Then I think about you ,
and the hell you put me through .
So , I live another day to make
you realize  that I am fighter
and that being young is not stupid .
I am not an idiot.
It is just that other people's needs have always been first .
And yes I am insecure and afraid ,
but at least I am still here , arent I ?
Just clinging on to another day .