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Struggle is a juggle when you lose sight of what you are seeking Struggle is a juggle when hearts are pounding Struggle is a juggle when the carts are leaving Struggle is a juggle when you really don't know why things are happening It's like you did something real wrong Or you plucked the wrong string in your guitar and picked the wrong song Struggle is a juggle when you cry and someone asks me why you don't try Struggle is a juggle when you look at everyone else and find them smiling Struggle is a juggle when you are alone It's like you are always finding an excuse to be all by yourself Or you talk to people who are not even there but you desperately just want them Struggle is a boat that sinks  Struggle is a fart that stinks Struggle is a tornado with no one but a broken tree that survived Struggle is a wave that doesn't wait for shells to just float on the surface Struggle is the pen that leaks ink Struggle is the den that is darker than minds can think Struggle ...

Troubled

I hate listening to songs,
Hate pondering wrongs.
I hate making faults,
Then absent mindedly admitting flaws.
I hate trusting fate,
I hate as it turns out lame.
I hate moments that I cry,
When someone bothers me with why.
I hate that tears just roll,
Like an evil troll.
When right then spring flowers bloom,
For a false heirloom.
Does it pain to be on the other side,
Or they just carefully pick the safe side.
I hate people who smile,
Underneath the heavier trial.
I hate making up,
Everytime it’s breaking up.
I hate wisdom,
Of island uncanny.
I hate truth,
Just blurted ruthlessly.
I hate sympathy,
Without even knowing what’s it like.
I hate long waits,
With endless traits.
I hate that gone,
Means trudging alone.
I hate being troubled,
Despite being the one gobbled by false hopes.
I hate that’s nothing new..
And I do hate the fact that I can never be you.

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