Scars

I’m hurt, with the memory of my lover

I’m gone, to a distant hell

Scars do not let me go, as it has become one with me.

I’m crying

Leave me be, alas its too late to die in this whirlwind of a world.

Please help me, no please do not.

I’m dying

Oh god, don’t go, I’ve become one with it.

It kills me from the inside.

I’m gone.

I cannot feel love or be loved,

The scars can be seen, like the fireworks on the 4th of July.

I’m done.

I will miss you my love, please do not miss me.

You will be in my memory always.

As you were the reason why i have the scars in the first place

Guest blog: unrequited love by Semblance Of Normality

Hey guys, I know its been a while so I did something interesting with my blog friend named Surf, do check out her blog just another depressed soul its amazing and she writes the best stories and the best poems I’ve read till now. So do check the link out.( its in the form of the name)

 

Unrequited love

 

He waits for her,
Past the moonlight,
And the stars,
He waits for her,
In the sun,
And the rain,
He waits for her,
With every exhale,
And inhale,
He waits for her,
When time walks away,
He waits for her,
When nothing screams stay,
He waits for her on every dark day,
How tempted he is,
To make her call out his name,
How tempted he is,
To show her his face,
How tempted he is,
To make her laugh,
But he knows,
It would be a trap,
Not for her,
But for him,
She’s elusive,
Exclusive,
Only for the best,
After all,
Death isn’t someone,
Easily impressed

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Soul

love conquered the soul,

heart broke the roll

living the moment 

only to be forgotten

nothing remains except our soul,

but forgotten with the memories

woe be with us all

you will be missed my love 

though i never got to know you at all

10 things i learnt from life.

  1. Being accepted should be the least of your worries or being popular per se.
  2. The desperate need to be wanted should be removed from your head and  the negative strings that bind it.
  3. Making new friends is cool but know your real friends.
  4. The desperate need for attention or the need to be the centre of attention is cool but doing it frequently aint.
  5. First for you the person was a face and 6 months later that person was the only face you saw in the crowd.
  6. Accept who you are, it doesnt matter if you have speech impairment or you are fat, maybe you aint the coolest, you are filled with negativity, maybe you want to be important.
  7. Dont hold grudges its just a waste of time and energy.
  8. Its cool if you are lonely and not outgoing, its fun talking to these kinds of people and they just might be your best friends.
  9. Never become friends with a person just because he or she is popular or beautiful, become friends with people who are real gold and are characters you will fall in love with.
  10. Always remember who you call ugly in school.

// Love //

It’s like a blurred out image in a smoke-filled room, where you and your lover are standing side by side, when the mood keeps on changing from inky to incandescence. The world is left behind and you are stuck inside this smoke room where each time you breathe in the fumes, the more you want to stay because the pain and suffocation is worth it but eventually you will have to get out from that room.

The room where you found bliss, love, being yearned for you but it was internally killing you. This euphoria is something we desire for but all of us don’t have the key to enter this room but its in front of us, we stay in front of that door and want this key till the door is covered with snow, its torturous for some while some believe they will be able to get that key to enter the smoke room.

We all our unique, we have desires that maybe fulfilled or it may not be. Many of us get to enter this smoke room but many of us just die in front of this door waiting to get this key, where we maybe be able to experience LOVE.