Abyss
The day was quiet, very much like the silence it brought, Soaking in the serenity that my existence has long sought, I wished music would beat noise to be today’s first sound, As I compel myself to fight back and
Nightfalls
Nobody seems to understand, though it is a simple fact, It seems they believe you’re a party to this daily pact, Going it appears, into nothingness at the hint of dawn, Happy that the sun is breaking out on another
Sad Cypress
A few years ago, they took me away, cuffed and chained, Only doing their duty, they knew not how much it pained, Days, weeks, months I have sat, staring at the bars, Awaiting the day to fly and converse with
Corridors
Walking away from today’s corridors devoid of light, My chances of fully breaking free seem but slight, Finally a flicker, the sunrays begin to draw myriad shapes, While my mind is busy scripting one of its greatest escapes. Although my
Broken
The smile seems so real, but its happiness isn’t, The tears definitely real, but their sorrow isn’t, When the eyes stand deceived by mere expressions, You wonder how really deep are all those emotions. The happiness, the sorrow, are but