The Heart Cries

I walked in the cold street alone

Taking comfort in the glow of the street lights

I told myself that this would pass with time

And desperately wait for the healing to come

I lost myself in hazy grays

A drug induced trance

I thought I was saved then

And waited for rapture to take me home

The world was an existence forgotten

For a hair’s-breathe, I was happy

But the heart cries.

The morning sunshine slipped through the blinds

The rays became the shadows in the darkness

I turned around toward the light

To find my fantasy looking at me

A beautiful day, it said

I could have cried then

But I shut out the world that waited outside

And for a brief moment of time

I pretended that I was home

Smiling to a face that would not be there tomorrow

And the heart cries.

I looked back to the past

Where everything was filled with innocent bliss

The time has turned, since then

And I am here fighting a battle without no end

I lose whether I come out victorious or defeated

There has to be an escape door to get out of this emptiness

The pain known only to the heart

I am waiting for time to heal me

To forget a dream that became too real

To keep looking for the sunshine

And the heart still cries.

A confused dyslexic

I woke up in reverse
Hazy senses
Everything looks the same
The difference seen only in the written rules.

I look for a way out,
To escape the storm within.
I struggle to solve the jumble in my mind
A game of wrestle between chaos and disorder
The match point decided by pandemonium.

I failed to read between the lines,
Simple sentences to disguise the intricacy within.
In the broad daylight,
I am confounded by what I have written,
Nothing but jangle of an insomniac inventions.

A shout from the abyss

Between the living and the death,
She is fighting her demons.
Swallowed by darkness,
She is there waiting for infinity to take her.

Her shout is an echo from the past,
Chosen to be forgotten by her own.
Torn and broken,
She is too far gone to realise her existence
And it is just a matter of time
Before a miss step will take her to the edge.

She is a scavenger,
Seen only in the shadow of the night.
Her scream lost in the abyss
Forever unheard.

Elements

I danced with the storm and shouted with the thunder
I cried with the rain and laughed with the wind

I felt the breeze caressing my face with love
And I whispered my thanks to her.

I sang along with the rolling river,
My voice lost in the scream of the rushing water

I told the trees my life story
And he told me everything would be fine.

With the roaring fire I shared the coldness within me
And it gave me back its warmth in return

The cold tells me to value what I have
For nothing last forever.

Each drop of water reminds me of life given
Each breath of air, the fragility of life

I am with them and they are with me.

The home coming

She sits there in the darkness
Waiting for her husband's return

She feigns sleep, lest her mother chides her
Waiting for her father's return

She paces the floors looking at the clock on the wall
Waiting for her son's return

Out there under the moonlight
As the breeze blow
The leaves brush with each other
Whispering to each other of the man
Who lays on the ground
Devoid of life.

Lessons

Read me your stories
And tell me your dreams
Let me see through your eyes
Mold me in your vision
Lead me astray
Strip me naked,
And take away my conscience
I would not be needing it.

Let me breathe the air that you breathe
And drink from the same cup as you are
Pour your thoughts into me
And make them mine
I will be the means to your greed
Mindless and unselfish
Chain me to your words
And change me just as you are!

Questions and Rebellion

How many more nights do I have to spend fighting Anger?

How many more days do I wait to feel safe?

How long will it take before justice is done?

Should I vanquish alone in this hell hole waiting for my day of revenge?

Should I keep crying for the lost that is never coming back?

Should I keep away the tears and smile?

Where do I find trust where everyone is a bounty hunter?

Where is victory when I take it away from another?

What is freedom when my mind is controlled by another?

What is the line between reality and truth?

Why should I wait for my turn when I may never see it?

Who is guilty and who is wrong?

Will I ever get the answers?

Let me out before I get drown in despair

Open the doors for me

Set me free and I will find my anwers.

I am bound by a world of lies and manic greed

I am fighting a battle within me

Between desperation and anger.

Like cancer the bitterness is spreading inside me

I look for relief in darkness

I stay awake looking at shadows

I wait for the first ray of dawn

I look for tranquility that I felt in my father's embrace

I am looking for comfort that I will never find.