I see what lies before me,
I believe only what I see,
I have the weight of the world on me
Yet I can still breath
Every day that passes with me
I see my reality grow faintly
I fall asleep to the gentle breeze
Only to the dawn to see the willow trees
My eyes are unsure, do I see?
The beauty of nature bestowed on me.
for cruelty.
That’s probably
my biggest weakness.
Because there are times where
Cruelty is a necessity
There are times where
A decisive blow
Must be struck —
Thunderous, earth shaking,
Cutting clean in two.
Where you leave them
Weeping, clawing, pleading
With no kind word
From you.
You need a heart of stone
Cold, reptilian, unflinching
You know that person
The one who is always “there” for you.
The one who is “there” by your side.
The person may look happy,
Maybe she is shy.
But she might have a disguise.
That person is always “there,”
Always with you.
But what is she feeling
Inside?
They say that she is kind.
Everybody likes her.
That is very nice.
She’s accepted.
They sometimes don’t even know that she’s “there.”
People run into her.
If I awoke
On different planet,
All alone
What would happen?
What would I feel?
Would the place be different
From the place I remember?
Or even that,
Will I remember
The place I once was?
What if I didn’t?
I would feel different,
But not know why.
I would be the only-
Well, me.
One of a kind,
I watch the leaves
Falling from the trees,
Which ends
A season;
Ends a time,
Good or bad;
But it ends.
I wonder,
As the leaves fall,
Have I done everything
I needed to do?
It doesn’t help
That the leaves keep falling
And the air turns freezing.
A day passed by,
One leaf or two
Remember the times
Where you were young,
And everything had some importance
Even the trivial things.
Imagine that rock
You placed in the river,
Around the time
When you went everywhere.
Remember how big
It was to you.
It was as big
As the large bouncy ball
You would wrap your arms
Around when caught.
You told everyone
That NO ONE could
I slowly make my
way, meandering down these
halls, to my own home.
Inside the mailbox
waits a key to another
holding a package.
Bursts of sudden light.
Inspired eyes gaze in awe.
Warm winds change the night.
Pain, a necessity.
Death, an inevitable.
Life, an enjoyment.
Rotten, a denial.
Justice, a high.
Kind, an order.
Seek, an adventure.
Reality, a cruelty.
Paradise, an impostor.
Nothing, a nowhere.
Hearts, a touched.
Love, a bug.
Stories an entertainment.
Mask, an everywhere.
Hatred, an endless.
Us, an injured.
How long is an instant?
A second? Five seconds?
I don't believe, not a bit,
In instance, instant,
How long, how much,
Itty bitty time,
Does it take for,
That one instant moment,
Where pain, angst,
Horror, realisation,
Sorrow, recollection,
Comes crushing together?
In that little time,
Of suffocation, struggle,
You say, it's instant,
No pain, no pain,
House is quiet,
Very, very still,
Dark and silent,
No sounds either,
Not a whisper,
Not a voice,
Not an utter,
Not a trickle,
Not a scatter,
Not a clatter,
Not a wind,
Nor a cat, is heard,
Only silence,
Never more,
Just a hush,
But not heard,