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ApprehensionApprehension
I've become so numb, I can't feel you there Become so tired, So much more aware I'm becoming this, All I want to do Is be more like me And be less like you Linkin Park - “Numb”
Is that how tragically people die? They wear physical cloth, torn apart, Burnt inside, their wings shan’t fly? I tried to save you, tricked my heart.
I can’t resurrect this dead, broken soul, You’re fading, as if you lost control.
You are a bright woman of your own, Still unwilling, you enslaved yourself, Your thoughts resemble an empty shelf, You couldn’t withstand the cyclone.
You cannot find peace, Neither can I, my feelings cease, I should have done something, I admit it, Though we shared every single heartbeat.
You helped me when I was down, But almost killed me to take my crown, I am to fulfil my glorious purpose, You’re scared of what’s on the surface.
It was an awkward try to protect me, To protect me from the danger, The danger that devoured you, see? Now I act as if you were a stranger.
I scold myself for your defeat, Though it’s your fault, should I repeat? You pulled the strings of your soul (it sang! ) So strongly - they tore with a clang.
You are a lump of bare nerves, I saw your evolution in curves From a solid iceberg to a grain of sand, You had the chance to take my hand, You erected a shrine to your fear, You prayed and didn’t shed a tear.
You reflect in a broken glass, Its pieces I buried in grass.
November, 2019
Acid
We called each other in a hoarse voice, Crashing against the walls with no choice, Weaved torn veins with a thin thread, Our eyelids were heavy and red.
You were killing me slowly and gently, Your approach was soft yet deadly, You twisted my nerves to the crackle, Tried to convict me, thus shackle, I wanted to scatter my thoughts badly, I was burning them to the ashes madly - Fade away!
You would have ended my life severely And I would have ceased completely. An accurate shot at the temple - Our clash was not coincidental. The walls are dashed with blood - My feelings swept away in flood. I left and ran away from our past - I was the first and possibly the last.
December, 2019
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