In this sick mind of mine
It threatens to devour
And swallow everything.
So that nothing exists
And only darkness remains.
But in its deafening silence
Why do I still exist
And why do I still remain.
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And so it’s ended.
The sky that looks the same
The breeze that still calls my name
Patterns casted by sunlight
On the window pane.
It’s finally ended
On such a normal day.
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I think of her often
I don’t know why
When it had cut me that deep.
But I think about how
Maybe she was hurt
So she had to hurt
And I was just convenient
And easy to hurt.
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I feel restless
Like a stray
That doesn’t belong
Neither here
Nor there.
Who am I
When I’m not pretending
Led astray
I’m neither here
Nor am I there.
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Often, it’s very gentle
Soft, like summer rain
A tickling feeling
In the corners of my heart.
But we only accept
The love we think we deserve.
So I hated that gentleness,
The way I hated my own weakness.
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When winter comes
And the plum blossoms flower
Amidst the falling snow.
I’ll wait for you on the same path
Holding your hand in mine
Guiding you into this wretched world
Like strings of fate that intertwine.
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I’m always soothed by the rain
As I stand in the kitchen
Waiting for the kettle.
The small window
Never closes
The sound
Cleanses.
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Like a feather
Floating in this world
Gently drifting
Begging to be held
Before it has to fall
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If you find happiness fleeting,
Write down each and every moment it comes.
Then, when you can’t feel anything
Come back and find
Your pot of happiness.
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The moon is bright tonight
And I wish you were here with me.
We could talk about the stars
Or watch the passing cars.
Like ships that pass in the night,
I wish you were here tonight.
