I am made entirely of flaws, stitched together by good intentions. Though I find the courage to take necessary steps, Fear consumes me, trapping me in despair. My heart aches to close the wound, to stop the bleeding, Yet my actions fall short—my flaws are too overwhelming, Too many to count.
I attempt again and again to make the best of bad situations, To create an outcome that lifts the light higher. I try to lower the rope, Ensuring it reaches the bottom, To pull you back up, To fix my mistake. But I fail, I keep failing.
Your words wound me deeply, but your silence hurts me even more. Your tears swamp the floor, but I am too far away to catch them. The world is crushing down on you like torn bricks, the debris pierce your soul, I am still too far away to save you.
I suffer in your silence, and you slowly fade with pain. I brought us here to this barren stage, where only sadness and sorrow linger. The distance between us has never been greater.
Have I broken us, finally?
Your head hangs low, your heart is in tatters, your mind is wrecked. I hesitate, knowing I should move, to hold you, lift you as you always lifed me up. Cradle you, kiss you softly and gently whisper to you: “I am here”.
But no, I stand here paralysed, watching you burn inside. Like a mummified corpse, I am still, cold like an iceberg.
The destroyer of your innocence. The dimmer of your light. The poison to your spirit. The oppressor of your heart.
What judgment is he to be served for these crimes?
Darling your tender and loving heart chose to love, it just met the wrong match.
Me.
My heart longed for you, crying in silence. Your words wound me deeply, but your silence hurts even more. I broke the trust we had, dragging you back to your darkest days. The painful times I promised to never repeat.
You fought fiercely to keep our love alive. Fighting for me. Fighting by me. But I did not rose to meet you at the podium. Letting you down was my greatest regret. One I'm willing to pay for, even if it takes the rest of my life.
When we are too afraid to leave for all the good reasons, we remain in a broken bubble of fallacious love.
The hearts barely beat, burdened by broken promises. We share both beautiful roses and deadly thorns. Good days are as rare as a lunar eclipse, while bad days linger infinitely.
You and I transform into a toxic cocktail, with each drop diluting us further. We drown in sorrow, believing our own lies and betrayals. Singing melancholic songs from centuries past, dancing to the devil's tune of misery. We yearn for a love desperately crying out to be set free.
We forge a future filled with firestorms and forgotten dreams, embracing wishful thinking for a life that has succumbed to inevitable madness. Truly love has become the lie that keeps us alive.
If only I trusted with you by my side our love will blossom. Like a pure feather we would fly high above. In the night the lights of our souls would brighten the sky. When the darkness covers the edges of every corner of the earth. Me and you will live through rocky rides. Jumping through forests and fields.
If only I spoke with the truth as my guide. Letting you know your world with me in it scares me so much. To tell you “honey I am terrified of letting you down”.
Putting holes through your royal heart is all I envisioned. Despite our deep, deep love. Fear kicked in at every turn. Kneeling before you darling, asking you to be mine was the truth. In the end holding on to that daunted me to the core. I know now the consequences of my cowardice act. Losing you so lightly lead me to a hollow state. Because if only I shared my fears, we wouldn’t be so far apart.
Dreams. They stay glued to the heart and soul. Yet they are out of reach. I can smell the scent of my dreams. I can feel what it would feel like. Yet it feels too far away to reach. Dreams. They give me pleasure and purpose. I protect it. I promise to fulfill it. I chase after it. I sleep on it. Dreams come true. I believe mine will come true. They may take months maybe years. But the best things arrive late. They are worth the wait.
It’s the end of another long dreadful day of work and life’s full on surprises. James and shay meet at their usual place up at the hilltop by the beach. To rest off and get their mind and souls from everything else. It’s like a recharge moment shared by two long time friends who deeply care for each other. As the night wears and they live in the moment together, laughing and chatting away. They found each other through a thick glass of window, their saw something new between them and in a moment of silence and joy. Something spontaneous happened, something unexpected: the kiss. The first time they had shared such a moment of bliss yet incredibly confusing and terrifying. They both felt something profound and deeply uncomfortable because they knew they had lost something they did not have with anyone else. A genuine friendship. One with no strings attached. No complications. It was so important to them both. They truly relished with their friendship.
Now they had to call what they had something new. Complicated. Both shay and James could not fathom the possibility of the future being uncertain for their friendship. Life’s chaotic antics was already bad enough and the only thing they both believe is their true intentions to keep their friendship intact. Feeling like they have to deal with the consequences of their actions. They each excused themselves to go home and wished each other goodnight. They never felt so perplexed like they did right this moment. Between them there was barrier. Both gazing the ground, their hunged and shrouded their faces with embarrassment. Walking away from each other never felt so virtuous, so right. Two hearts startled and two minds with so much to say. James and shay left their special place of love, care, calmness and friendship with abundant lingering thoughts. It’s trying to make sense of what has happened between. Their shared kiss was a mighty mess. Nonetheless, they could not have imagined and wouldn’t be able to erase. It left a marker on their relationship. What happened changed their relationship forever and they didn’t have a inkling of what will happen next. As they both walked away into the unknown.
The horrendous screams. The fear in the eyes. It paint the world a new colour.
Change has come. It has arrived with blades and storms. Roses turn blue and lilies turn red.
The arrows fly above them. The shells fall down onto them. They both bear vengeance.
A strange realms. Unfamiliar sensations. A new dawn with new possibilities.
For the privilege and the unfortunates. The facts do not lie. The news has turned dark. Depriving people of their rights. They silenced people. They sealed fates.
The ultimate mission turned into a dark. Unrecognisable forces form. A war between the rebels of truth and the power hungry. In the end the forgotten misfortunes prevailed.
Their screams were heard. Their cries echoed across the sky. Their pain punched through the fences.
A mask of freedom in the air.
The day drew close. A day of victory and justice. A chance to live in again.
How long have they waited? For a moment to dream. To hear the singing birds. To sleep with the angels around. For the earth to love. To console them.
Sway the fire from in their hearts. Hear their voices of pain and despair. Feel the warmth of nature around them. Strings of love blossom onto them. Singing their own songs, dance to their own tunes.
They never removed their scars. Only learned to live with them. Nature has been kind. And before they knew. The breeze of Freedom filled the air with joy. It was all becoming real. At last they were liberated.
I keep healthy lifestyle, I build my body to survive and my souls to thrive. I do this for myself, to keep intact my health and happiness. It’s hard to keep that balance in life, to have both of these things at the same time, I try to maintain it and keep focusing on positive energy. Sometimes I have my own demons to fight. They are not easy to escape, I managed to lock them away and try to stay in control. With all my flaws and fears, I am judged like cover of a book, like a movie poster. Mybody is said to display a play boy character. My well shaped healthy body is the poison fruit for girls. I have a new title everyday. Honouring a certain type of men who have distractive tendencies to cause harm. I am the symbols of broken hearts and no matter what I do they see me as the problem. I have worked hard for to keep myself happy and healthy and it had turned into the gossip of the town. Prowl closes their fences, lock their windows and openly declare me as mistake. My six buck and large muscle scream trouble, they are trigger for some people. I don’t think that I have the intent to cause pain to another, but I feel they are many who would give me that very same feeling. They will continue to stigmatise, find me to be the root of their trouble even though they don’t know me. They would never give me the benefit or the voice to speak. Sadly my body speaks louder then my soul. It’s screams “RUN”!
She fell, fell so hard in love with me. Intense and deep feelings drowned her thoughts. She knew nothing, cared about nothing. But me. I became her beautiful nights and days. The thought of us together in her mind was like an autumn breeze. Only she didn’t know I was the bitter truth. I wickedly stole her innocent heart. Full of juicy passionate love. I Draw her bright Soul to the dark side. She was a lavender goddess. Fresh and fragrant. Fragile and soft. I adored her trusting heart. Her naive heart. Her sweet heart. I preyed on it. I enjoyed having her. Every single moment she spend on me. I was the missing person for her. I became her person. Her pure heart kneeled before me. Me. Her devilish boyfriend.
