I looked into the future,
But guess what I saw?
Nothing.
The grass is greener on the other side,
Another convenient lie.
The promise of water;
Makes a mirage glorious
And the disappointment of the mirage,
Can lead to certain death.
Nothing is worth it,
Life is meant to be cool,
But this heat is scalding my soul.
Celebration of life?
More like celebration of eternal hopelessness!
Groceries list is not complicated,
Rocket science is simple for some,
But understanding you is complex,
Much like string theory.
Complicated situations dampened the spark,
The spark was rekindled,
Then the heaven opened,
Life turns sour and cold hardened my heart.
The situation turned complex,
In times like this,
Communication is key,
Comprehendre?
Funny how life goes,
Trees seek sunlight,
Animals seek nutrients
But when it comes to you
I need no sunlight and nutrients
You are all the nutrients I need to prosper
The solution to all my problems,
The answer to all my questions,
The hotspot to my wifi connection,
Unexpected circumstances arose,
Now you’re turning the sunlight to darkness,
The Hydrochloric Acid to my ulcer.
Hey Sunshine,
Shine your love on me.
This feeling of completeness and joy i feel anytime I talk to you can’t be explained in words.
Actions they say speak volumes.
Because words can be misleading.
I love you as far as the eye can see and far beyond.
I love you as far as the ear can hear and far beyond
Saying it won’t make it more real
And hiding it won’t make it less real.
I love you so much baby
Darkness is not only the absence of light.
Darkness is an entity.
Darkness lurks around,
Even in the home of light.
Darkness is eternal,
It is surreal,
And the fear of darkness,
Is the beginning of wisdom!
The mastery of darkness,
Is the beginning of living.
Ghost stories are scary at night,
Horror clips get scarier when its dark!
But the scariest of them all,
Is a man who feels a lot.
Men don’t talk,
Men don’t cry,
Men don’t show weakness,
And that’s where it begins.
Now,
Men bottle emotions,
Men hide from reality,
Men don’t show love.
Then one day,
Men slump and die.
Maybe,
We should have allowed men to cry.
After all, they’re human too
I just want it all to end.
I am miserable.
I just want this to end,
I am empty.
I’m am neither happy nor sad,
Neither good nor bad,
Neither concerned nor nonchalant,
I just want to feel alive again.
Feel alive for a long period,
Not just an hour,
Or a day,
I want to feel alive for a long time.
Hot tears streaked down my cheeks. The rivulets of water soaked my beards till they can’t hold anymore. I took a mirror and looked at my face for a very long time. All I saw was sorrow, emptiness, and a boy just trying to exist.
And for a very long time I’ve been managing. But I don’t think I can continue like this. I don’t want this to continue. I wish it would all end.
Yes, I was deeply in love. Yes, she was the best thing that happened to me in a long time.
Yes, she wants me to let go. Yes, I want her to be happy. So, the fact that I want it to end, I’ll never tell her.
Yes. Life goes on. But can I keep up?
If I’m asked to describe how I’m feeling. If I’m asked to paint a picture of my emotions. If I’m asked to open my mind. And If I agree to do all these, and I open up.
You’d be amazed at the loads of emotions I feel. Or you’d be appalled by the lack of coherency in my feelings.
Empty.
That’s a word that holds a lot of meanings. I’ve loved so much that I don’t have any sense of loving in me again. I gave it all to her.
And in giving all I have, in totally submitting to the exhilarating love I have for her. I have lost it all. My heart, body, soul, mind, and emotions belong to her. But she has devoted herself to another.
Empty.
I’m just a human boy living life as it comes. Like an empty shell moving around and around on the sea. Like a coconut on the ocean, I exist. But my destination is unknown. My life is without direction. I just woke up to sleep again later. I sleep to wake up later.
Empty.
I lost myself trying to find myself. I found her when I was lost. Now, she’s gone. And I know for a fact. This pain will certainly last for a very long time. This feeling of emptiness will shroud me till eternity at the very least.
Eyes heavy,
Limbs weary,
Like a car with the weight of a lorry,
So tired it’s scary.
I had a love,
I lost her.
Tiring!
I had a life,
That doesn’t revolve around women,
I lost it.
Eyes teary,
Heart shattered,
I’m tired.
To love, is to lose.
If I had to choose again,
I’d still choose her.
Sophocles Writes