but i’m still alive.
in the seams of their tears surface lingering fears.
the human existence is inexplicable.
you will die alone and forgotten – a bitter old man. not a dad but a father without a title.
is it truly hatred? – if i still feel love for youyet hate your bright soul?
call me a failurewith your pitiful voices,bitter faces,don’t forget to mention all my mistakes – the incident back in sixth and seventh,break down all my intercepted ambitions,laugh at the tears sliding down my face – deep voice of dogmatic lies,point out my broken fingers –ripped-up papers screwed-up hatredmessed-up judgements thrown-up and down, a roller-coaster withContinue reading “the angelic mad queen”
My life is contained to this house. White walls on white walls. Wooden floor. The planks never creak. Everything is in place. Nothing is out of order. At exactly 7am, I wake up. (I don’t use an alarm because I remember you used to tell me alarms were for the weak.) I get out ofContinue reading “dark influence”
they never failed to hurt herwith their jeers and taunts,so she gathered fire and woodto burn the world down
Broken words, shattered mirror,Tears ricochet, shouts linger,Bruises in shape of butterfly on stomach. Held by chains against rock,Raging storm surround,Screams unheard, alone. Crawl across sand, Wind ferocious biting into skin,Raw knees, raw soul. Beg for forgiveness,Pushed back down, back screaming,Waves relentless on your shore. Broken soul, broken tears,He says “I’m sorry, can you forgive?”Buys youContinue reading “The Broken One”
Leila could barely contain her rage as she glared at the man in front of her. Back in her old hometown, the one that she had fled out of for fear of her life. The wooden shacks were still there, slumping over in disfigured despair. The man who was responsible for this stood in frontContinue reading “Burning Fires of Hatred”