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Too Much Love

 I have been too much in love, to see the sorrow it hides.. I have seen pain, while love grows insane, I have cried all night, when all I wanted was to end the fight..   I have been too much in love, to see the lack of depth inside.. I have seen smiles, that don’t mean anything, I have seen teardrops, that fall and deny, I have seen broken pieces, scattered everywhere, when all I wanted was someone to hold me together..   I have been too much in love, to ignore the poison that kills one side.. I have slept through open eyes.. waiting on responses, I have kept withholding the lies.. sitting at the table for hours, I have seen myself vanquishing, trying to fit into a dress I will never wear.. when all I wanted was someone to stop treating me as a spare..   I have been too much in love, look at how obsessive this all sounds.. I hope when you read it, you still find me around.. amidst empty cups dusting a shelf, with a picture frame, of us still looking at each other.. ...

Can I ?

Can I walk with you ?
But I might give up in few..
And you might still not..
Thinking this is all very new.
But the way to drops of dew..
Hasn’t exactly shaped up like you drew.
Will you meet me at the end ?
I don’t even know if ..
All of this awaits amend.
While I might get..
Rotten blend..
Not considered to apprehend.
So stop being offend..
Telling yourself..
What’s broken can be mend.
Is this you ?
Yes I failed to be true..
But I can see..
Your eyes have..
Missing glee.
The one I caught..
When they did smile free.
As minds are shallow.
Cause don’t you follow..
That I am just a pretty shadow..
Which hides tomorrow.

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