Sunday, August 1, 2010

Look at me

You look at me, and yet you don't see me. You see everything I used to be. You see what you want me to be. Sometimes you see right through me, while I keep wishing that you would look inside me. See me for who I am, who I have become. And for once, stop asking me questions, stop digging deeper and deeper into my past, stop making me regret my very existence.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

The Morning After

The harshness of the voice fades away,
The echo of the words spoken remain
The sound of the muffled sobs dies out,

The wetness on the pillow remains
The accusations thrown around are forgotten,

Their scars etched in the soul remain
The singe of the slap reduces,
The redness of the swollen cheek remains

The hatred and pain of the night crumbles,

The morning after, only love remains..

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Won't you?

The clasped hands, an unruly flick of hair
A stolen look, the hesitant smile
There's an unsaid thought in the air
Won't you come and sit with me awhile?