Scars are forever;
a permanent reminder
of sad memories.
Clinomania.
Oh! Woe is me, woe is me;
melancholic me.
The ocean is vast! It seems never ending, alive,
because it holds and sustain lives,
as it breathes and lives,
breathing in and out, in and out,
as the waves come and go. come. and then, go.
See how the waves often come in sevens?
Seven seas, seven continents; it ties it all together.
But no matter how many times the coast ignores the waves
they always return;
such persistence!
Is it unconditional love?
offering solace from our daily tragedies, sustenance to our daily lives.
Listen, as the waves leave and return, leave and return, leave and return, rhythmic. constant.
so soothing, so peaceful
and yet, soaking in mystery, myth
depths unfurled, so beautiful, enigmatic, and dangerous as well..
Urban ocean, always there
past, present, future…
if we permit it to be.
The destruction we allow,
pollution of its waters and its creatures, holds no guarantee.
So much for being caretakers of the earth, allowing such destruction, by the seven deadly sins:
pride, anger, lust, sloth, greed, envy and gluttony,
they are indeed deadly.
Now imagine, a visit to the beach
hoping to listen to the waves,
they leave,
and what if, they never return?
It would be still and quiet. Stagnant and dead, and melancholy.
Is shame that which we feel?
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You brighten me up,
my pocket full of sunshine;
I glow when you’re here.
I want less time &,
more time, simultaneously,
What contradiction!
Would you be so kind,
Oh whatever, nevermind..
I’m so sorry, heart.
The ocean is vast! It seems never ending, alive,
because it holds and sustain lives,
as it breathes and lives,
breathing in and out, in and out,
as the waves come and go. come. and then, go.
See how the waves often come in sevens.
But no matter how many times the coast ignores the waves
they always return;
such persistence!
It is unconditional love,
offering solace from our daily tragedies, sustenance to our daily lives.
Listen, as the waves leave and return, leave and return, leave and return, rhythmic. constant.
so soothing, so peaceful
and yet, holds so much mystery
depths unfurled, so beautiful, enigmatic, and dangerous as well..
Urban ocean, always there
past, present, future…
if we permit it to be.
The destruction we allow,
pollution to its waters and its creatures, holds no guarantee.
So much for being caretakers of the earth, allowing such destruction, by the seven deadly sins:
pride, anger, lust, sloth, greed, envy and gluttony,
they are indeed deadly; we should be ashamed.
Now imagine, a visit to the beach
hoping to listen to the waves,
they leave,
& what if, they never return?
It would be still and quiet. Stagnant and dead, and melancholy.
No matter how many times the coast ignores the waves
they always return;
such persistence,
it’s unconditional love,
offering solace from our daily tragedies, sustenance to our daily lives.
Listen, as the waves leave & return, leave & return, rhythmic. constant.
so soothing, so peaceful
& yet, holds so much mystery
depths unfurled, so beautiful, enigmatic, & dangerous as well..
Urban ocean, always there
past, present, future…
if we allow it to be.
The destruction we allow,
pollution to its waters & its creatures, holds no guarantee.
So much for being caregivers of the earth, allowing such destruction, by the seven deadly sins: pride, anger, lust, sloth, greed, envy & gluttony, they are indeed deadly; we should be ashamed.
Now imagine, a visit to the beach,
listening to the waves leave
& what if, they never return?
It would be still & quiet. stagnant & dead.
Alone with my thoughts,
Dark & broken
It’s a date tonight, just me & them
Of replaying memories
& past mistakes.
Repeating the same questions I’ve asked myself before
Searching for myself,
Or my happiness?
Are they one & the same,
Or two completely different entities?
I try,
I swear, I try my hardest
To make everyone happy
& despite the fact that I know it’s impossible
I do it anyways
Why?
Why keep trying the same thing over & over & over & over again expecting different results?
I wanna bury my head
Into the ground,
Lost, & never found
Sick sick thoughts
& dirty musings
Of things unheard of
Why am I here?
What is my purpose?
Why have I survived a tragedy, just to fuck things up?
People won’t admit,
But I know,
It’ll be better off if I’m gone,
Somewhere else, not here, anywhere, just gone.
But what is the point?
Of keeping me alive?
When theres no purpose & Theres no need
My existence is pointless, worthless & nothing.
Lies. lies. lies,
People say, & repeat
Masks they wear to conceal
What’s inside & underneath
Were all puppets
Smaller parts of a greater & bigger picture.
I’m different shades of grey grey grey
Watch me, fade. away,
Into the background, into the walls
Into the places no one knows.
I could scream, I could burst
It will just make the situation worse
For you, for her. For me.
I want to feel indifferently,
Unaffected, unabashed, unscathed;
But in reality, I’m just scared.
Theres no way out of this;
It’s a mess. a mess. a mess
A lovely mess
But a mess nonetheless
A force that sucks you in
So quickly, so sneaky, you know not where to begin
You’re stuck you’re stuck
No one really gives a fuck
& ironically, you know,
This is how it’s gonna go
You’re on your own,
All alone..
Grey grey I’m different shades of grey
Someone, just someone, please ask me to stay.
“i smile 24/7,
plaster a fake one every day.
My heart, barely beating,
don’t know what to say.
They look at me & assume
i’m happy as i laugh
when deep inside,
i bend & break on my behalf.
My façade, my disguise
my attempt to
hide behind & cover up
my emotions & desires too.
i pretend every day,
that everything will turn out well
but i’m disheartened every time
as i discover my own self-inflicted hell.
i smile constantly
to persuade them all,
that i’m happy & that i’m fine.
But deep inside, i’m ready, i’m ready for the fall.
i’m well aware, all too aware,
this is a battle i can’t win.
i can’t keep up the fight much longer,
as i fall into sin.” (10/28/10)
