Maybe in the midst of all of this,
I’ll be where I need to be again -
soon.
I’ll be where I need to be again -
soon.
ENDINGS
Some things are made for endings. With every breath, breathe it out.
BATTLEFIELD OF THE MIND
It got me thinking, what's worst?
It got me thinking, what's worst?
Worrying about the future and not living today or,
living today but not having the slightest worry about the future?
SEE THROUGH
And as I peeled off one layer at a time, it triggered tears of rage.
I began to see through everything that were layers of what knew no truth.
And as I peeled off one layer at a time, it triggered tears of rage.
I began to see through everything that were layers of what knew no truth.
SEE THROUGH
Words could not encapsulate her heart or mind;
tangled in a web of misguided routes and lost aspirations.
"Breathe", she reminded herself.
Lifting her heavy eyelids, she knew it was time.
NOW
Blessed with cautious eyes and a heart of gold -
that was the last of everything; the last of everything sad.
Now it's time to make a statement.
WATCH ME
They created their thorns together;
they watched the stream of tears flow from her eyes as it pierced through every corner of her heart -
stitches were torn apart yet again.
To the creators, continue to play as victims.
Watch me breathe back to life.
Watch me breathe back to life.
MEMORIES
It is a scary place to be in;
confined in an empty space in your heart and mind.
Memories start flickering.
Like flashes of different frames - every few seconds, hours, days & months
Like a sudden gush of wind, softly brushing against your cheeks
Like the light touch of infatuation and excitement in the pit of your stomach.
Memories can be beautiful and yet so painful at the same time.
And then your memories starts flickering again.
Like flashes of different frames - every few seconds, hours, days and months
Like a sudden imaginary red light for your heart and mind
Like a big thump into your chest; and then a knot in the pit of your stomach.
Memories can be a blessing and a curse.
You decide.
confined in an empty space in your heart and mind.
Memories start flickering.
Like flashes of different frames - every few seconds, hours, days & months
Like a sudden gush of wind, softly brushing against your cheeks
Like the light touch of infatuation and excitement in the pit of your stomach.
Memories can be beautiful and yet so painful at the same time.
And then your memories starts flickering again.
Like flashes of different frames - every few seconds, hours, days and months
Like a sudden imaginary red light for your heart and mind
Like a big thump into your chest; and then a knot in the pit of your stomach.
Memories can be a blessing and a curse.
You decide.
