Time out

Knitting brows, forcing the limit of vocal chords to make angry music

Music of pain, fear, hurt

Sang in the presence of many but really only written for one

Singing angry music to you until you call for time out

It would be your punishment but my heart’s solution

Since I’m really singing angry music just so that I could get some time out with you.

—–Need you here bright eyes…my heart can’t take it

She (((((screams)))))

Running in circles in this chaotic world

Wanting to turn off the light switch and vanish in the dark

Turn the volume down and block out the cries of those who might be hurting more than you are

But who are you to belittle how I feel?

Trying to speak to the deaf

Showing signs to the blind

Funny thing is, it is not a maze

It is so simple you are thinking to forget the Queen’s language and say “what the f&%$K is so hard to understand?

Living in a world that feels like death

Let go and let love

Love may be too difficult simply because the process is so simple

To put one’s happiness ahead of yours and make a sacrifice with no benefit to yourself is to give in completely

This makes it difficult, because the truth is we will always hold on to a piece of ourselves in a selfish attempt to look out for our own well being

So how then can you say you have truly loved when all along you have kept a small piece of yourself?

Love is too simple, we fail because we overthink and when we overthink we have held back a piece of ourselves and when we hold back, we have failed to love

Fear’ tales

Wake up little girl! there are no kisses tonight

Go back for those glass slippers! before you know it, you will be walking around here in one foot of shoe

Kiss all the toads in the pond but you know very well no magic exists

Stop staring at the sky and wishing on satellites

There is no “the end” because there was never a “once upon a time’

Foolish girl, close the books and go grow up!

Before the Sunset

Perfection can never be guaranteed

But I can affix a signature of my heart, made from all the edges of my being and the very oxygen I rely on to survive …

To devote every action and thought into a project aimed to fulfill your needs and guarantee your happiness

Before the sun sets,

Each day should be the closest thing to perfection

For my last chance at love

Love held on too tight

It’s a feeling like you have overdosed I think

Like you are all maxed out and have learnt to depend solely on one substance

I guess loving you is my heroine

I have suffocated you with it, not wanting to breathe on my own

I’d move sadness from your face once its in my power

Even if it isn’t I’d try anyway

Loving selfishly, as if I am the only one who exist in your world

But its because only you exist in mine

I’d rip the very heart from my chest and hand it to you if needed it

Sometimes I feel like somehow I already gave it to you

Time and distance play an integral role in my source of happiness

simply because if you are too far away and if it will take a long time before I see you then how can I be happy

I have based my hope, possibilities, love, happiness and reasons upon your decisions

so that’s if you decide to stay

or go

or leave

or love me

any at all

I think I’d lose love because I loved too much, too deeply

I’ve suffocated …

Now I should suffocate

or teach myself to live in a world without Love

without you

without air