a damaged soul

she was now
a different chapter
with missing words
a different page
with curled corners
a different book
with uneven pages
she was messy
like the ink stains
on a clear blank page
she was broken
her pieces
all over the floor
she wasn’t the wind
but a storm
she could blow you away
or bring you down
with nothing to lose
and nothing to hide
she was called
a damaged soul


She Changed.

after a thousand sunsets or more
she came back
to seize everything she owned
with a promise to write a story
dark and cold
a story that would
dull the stars and freeze the sun
all of a sudden
she had a new soul
ready to set everyone in flames
and destroy all the happy endings
her heart, full of rage
like the moon she changed

Not Coming Back

It’s been a while
I remember, everything
strikingly alive
they haven’t faded out yet
they are still like the day they happened
fresh, clear, vivid
it had felt right but not anymore
You ask what happened
I realised, I realised my mistakes
that’s what happened
I was so stupid to trust you
to think that you were right
to believe that everything was going to work out someday
But, everything came crashing down
shattering me to pieces
It only made me feel gulity and wrong
Drowning in my own tears.
nothing else

I know what’s right now
it’s not being with you
because everythin you did has ruined me
I need to be me, I need to be free.

I can’t be manipulated and hypotized by you
You weren’t good enough and at least not for me

So, this is me bidding you goodbye
because being with you has only made me cry

I can’t take it anymore
I have moved on…or trying to
No,I’m not going back
back to hurting myself

back to hurting everyone

back to being helpless

back to being naive
back to being someone I’m not

I’m not coming back and you can’t make me

The Times When…

The times when water drips from your eye
You don’t have any idea why you cry

The times when you don’t know what you are thinking
You and your thoughts are probably shrinking

The times when you realize being hurt, hurts
And all you see are wet tee-shirts.

The times when people leave your side
You so want a place to go and hide

The times when you only see blurred images
And there is wetness all over the pages

The times when you sit down thinking you weren’t good enough
But the truth is all they know is how to bluff

The times when you are unwanted
Your thoughts are nothing but being haunted

The times when you know you aren’t part of the waves
You see how different everyone behaves

The times when you are drowning, nobody ready to lend you a hand
You know your wrist has a worthless friendship band

The times when you want oxygen to leave
Because you don’t find anything to truly believe.