It's been a long night, the moon is moving on
a puzzle of feelings left untouched...
Thrown bombs
Ball of fire...
Change occurs when "damaged"
is labelled crossed my chest...
Depression is silent,
Yet the loudest feeling ever felt...
Love can knock ever so gently,
Upon the threshold of closed doors...
I lied in bed all morning,
thinking about all the things...
How can it be?
That i'm counting these days...
You who laugh at poetry and shy from anarchy,
claiming logic while lurking in shadows...
A LOST SOUL (sonnet)
Like a wandering Star in a vast darkness...
Tearing up paper, playing with paint
that I must do when dealing with certain feelings...
Homecoming isn’t
the same anymore...
I thought I had cracked it.
however...