Wonderlad

To the magic of your wristband And the green globe in your hand To the events that hurt you And the events that birthed you To the thorns you got lost in And the rosebuds you grew within To your paradise and your forgotten hero and the love you carried hitherto To you, the greatest...

Old friend

Loneliness never betrayed me It was the one thing I had that was mine Then came the rainbow The world was in colors It was gone The sun was shining on everyone’ parade But the sun was a forgotten stranger to me And with every second spent outside My soul died a little on the...

Back & forth

A crumbled castle felt more of a home Than a house of happy memories The daylight turned into an enemy The rays hit all the right spots But they burned more than healed Hate the chaos when it ensues Miss it when it dilutes Endless roads diverged before me I took them all And I...

Dearest one

I write to you to liberate I write for you to understand I’m in a world that’s hard to comprehend Everything may feel deliberate But it’s not I write to you to understand I write for you to liberate I am me and I am you But you’re not me You’re better than me Please...

Untitled

I don’t want what I dream of I want what I dream of to be I want to tell a story I want to stay mum If talking paid, I’d be gone Long before the storm catches on I don’t want what I dream of And I dream of what I don’t want Love love...

Midnight thoughts

“Sometimes, it gets so tiring to be, and I don’t know what to do about it.” “It’s so hard to keep pretending. You keep going until you start to believe you’re doing well, you’re moving forward until you realize it’s been a faux façade all along. You constantly trick yourself. How fucked up is that?”...

Let me

Let me lend you my voice Push you upwards Help you gather your roses The you that’s been starring at me for so long Give me all you got And I’ll make everything work out The you that’s begging to be freed Loneliness looks dreadful on you I’ll wash that away for you Give you...

Empty Boxhead

Sore neck, heavy with burden Glimmering eyes, filled with raindrops Hot chocolate, spilled on the floor The downs keep coming again My heart keeps breathing Familiar to the rhythm of chaos Rough hands, shaking with determination Fast feet, running to the sound of hopeful dreams Sweet glass of lemon juice, waiting for me The ups...

Winter child

Many dream, few get chosen, but even fewer achieve. Life was never meant to be a fairytale, not to everyone at least, but it was meant to tell a story. A story that is written by the footprints we mark everyday, and told by every breath we take along the way. And for winter child,...

Definition

What is gone that made me cynical What is borrowed that changed my demeanor  What is gained that sprouted hope in my heart What am I and how could I be What was I before the lines got blurred What will I be when old times hit me What is me, I wonder