Hugs to a friendship, burning
anxiety and caressing respect...

Everything I do is becoming flat,
painfully struggling to maintain dimensions...

I wake up every day with a shred of
hope, that my path will be embellished...

Destiny knocked on my door one day,
claiming to be omniscient...

I love you
because you have big eyes...

You know that feeling you get when you feel
nothing. It's not emptiness, it's just that...

Windows became crafted
with indelible pain...

Morning rises, cheeks dried out.
Youth wasted in between the tears...

I look at you and I feel my soul burning
I feel pain...

Written to Ben -naughtymouse for a club challenge...
In the sanctity of your poems...

_ Fake, hypocrite
offering endless advice...

Under that blazing ball of fire, I stood,
holding a cup of green tea in my hand...