Showing posts with label i was broken. Show all posts
Showing posts with label i was broken. Show all posts

Saturday, April 2, 2011

P. 75

There is nothing else but broken hearts,
in this solitary life of mines. Nothing
else still alive, in this battle field of life.
Blood running through empty streets.
Amazing to see, all this pain she has caused to me.
Amazed to see all the wounded hearts,
Surprising to know I'm not the only one,
she played. Is she happy to see all this pain, I wonder.
Is she able to sleep in peace, alone.
A cold blooded person with no mercy for love.
Your words were nothing, Still are nothing just, empty holes.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Unleashed Monster

I have become a monster.
That which do not feel
neither needs a heart.

Now that I have
unleash this side of me
I find unnecessary to go back
to who I used to be.

Friendships falling apart,
Wrong decisions,
Ugly sides of weaknesses.
And selfish love.

Watching pieces of who
I used to be float in the air
and not recognizing them.
Pretending to feel, when
all I have are empty holes.

"Im not the same!!"
screams my mind.
but who listens?
the sky, the dark inane
road of life that I have
selfishly twisted to feed
my thirsty hole. My dark,
empty hole.

I need a light.
I need my shine.
I need my spark.
I want to find myself
in the mirror, again.
I hope is not too late.

Friday, October 1, 2010

lucky you.

I have fallen. Yes,

I am reaching the point
in where everything
she says, punctuates
like bullets into my heart.
I have a crush but a forbidden one.
I feel my eyes driving through the crowds
in the search of her face and find myself thinking
of how my life would change if I ever allow her in my heart.

Sometimes I wish it would all go away
but other times I just want to free it all to her.
Of course I'm fighting against it. But my mind
denies it.

Everything changes when she is in the room.
Hours pass by, people dissapear, air gets thick.
At times when she is not looking;
I stare at her with amusement, insecurity,
fear. Do I want to love her? or do I already need her?
and If I do want to love her, why does it has to feel
as if I'm the only one going crazy?. I am starting to think
love could posibly bring loneliness as well.