Those Little Words

  "When I think..." When I think about you, All I dream is of infinite galaxies All I dream is of infinite wonderful explosions When I think of you, You remind me of beautiful symphonies Symphonies that bloomed like the smell of fresh summer air Symphonies that hurt like the inevitable thorns of roses off a pavement When I think about her, All I dream is of infinite smoke that triggers my anxiety All I dream is of initine times I fell off-stream Years and years of searching and longing Questioning every moment we spent together Every moment I thought that was just for me When I think about her, All I dream is of infinite times you chose to waive my trust All the tragic times, I begged you to stay To cherish and to behave Till death do us apart That’s every soul’s dream And for a moment, I thought I could have it too And when I think about you, I was hit by sudden revelations  True love didn’t ask for a change True love doesn’t demand, i...

Popping Pills Popping pills like a new trend on the street Just wishing and hoping that's all there is to it But fate often aligns you with your worst nightmares and your best dreams Conspiring to give you everything you wished for, and taking away everything you ever built upon So you pop another pill, and you pop another one Until the pain of the lost ones is nowhere in sight Until the happiness you tasted, is nothing but stillness captured in a photograph Until the emotions you feel reduce to the void that resonates with nothing and everything And I often wonder... Would it ever end? How long would it take to change the gravity of the pain I feel? How long till the I pop another pill? How long till I finally feel? And I often wonder... Am I popping pills to save myself from the pain of the unknown? Or am I popping pills to numb the part of me that's just waiting to self destruct? But the more I wonder, The more despair I become, The more pills I pop... And the more I feel as...