Losing Myself

My eyes close
I'm holding onto my memories and hatred
my slumber all alone in my head, so silent

I can't explain the way my tears run blood along my veins
if I let go of my pain I'll cease to be, give into the plague

War is coming,
I can hear it in my heart
Blood will flow,
along the grounds of the innocent
I can't deceive the darkness anymore

I'm letting go,
I'm losing control of myself

You beat me down
So low, and now
I'm crying my soul
I'm losing control
You led me to a place where I can't feel my face

Death is just an anesthetic
for what's to come
a body left behind with no face, feeling numb
fading into nothing
all alone I lie here

...losing myself

AZS

Welcome home

It's been some time since I stopped
Took a pen in my hand
And poured out my heart in writing
Vowels and consonants they spell my emotions

It's been ages since I've come back
To this place inside of me where I feel most at home
A small corner in my heart where I store bittersweet memories
And paint them in poetries, relieving each moment

It is in writing that where you can see my soul
A piece of paper holding my entirety

AZS

Comfort Zone

They say you have to leave your comfort zone to be the best version of yourself.
But how come? How come you'd be the best version of yourself if you're not comfort at all?
What is more important than comfort?
If you're not comfort enough for what are you doing then will you give your best? Would you do it wholeheartedly? Is it worth at all? Is it easy?
I don't really think so.
Because,
It's all about comfort, someone said.

Burning Stars

That magical night,
It was all so breathtaking.
The wind blowing secrets
through swaying trees,
explosions of light
and shooting stars
jumping over the moon.
They were always about
burning stars..
How could they help
but not fall
madly in love.

-pearls slipping off a string

She knows something

There was a reason
that she was so
romantic about
the moon.
It never asked her
questions or begged
for the answers nor
did she ever have
to prove herself
to it.
It was always just
there-breathing,
shining,
and in ways most
humans can't understand :
listening.

-Christopher Poindexter

Weakness

She realizes that she can't handle it anymore
She hides it for a long time
Something that already full and ready to punch her chest
She can't handle it
She can't
So she cries
She needs someone to give her a shoulder
Just for a moment
Until she feels fine again and ready to the next chapter

She is.

She was invincible,
Not because she couldn't be hurt
But despite the many things that should have broken her,
She refused to be stopped
She continued to push forward

r. h Sin

Orbit

Through a telescope
Jupiter with his moons
seems lined up in 1 row..
.. but a moon
swirl around it

not in lines but orbits..

The mirror is 
not 2 faced..
but polyfaced, 
and no-faced.

We see everywhere what we are..

In the mirror of the Avatar

..and star sees a Jupiter

The one that truly been there,

Swirled by moon

When people thought it was a shining star

Inspired by Saiom Shriver and midnight sky when Autumn has just arrived

AZS.

Just don't.

Sept 18

It's 10.47pm and you are the only good thing on my mind.

Sept 19

Please don't fall in love with someone else.

A ten word story on being a second choice

"You only missed my voice when nobody else called you."

Movies and life

If you ask me, we go to the movies because we want to see fairytales. A sleeping queen woken by her true love's kiss. A princess who puts aside her jewels to make her way in the world. Lovers torn apart being brought back together. But life isn't a fairytale. And happy endings are few and far between. In life the young queen become tyrant. And takes her subjects to war. So that's why we need movies. To remind us that, despite it all,  love can still spring in the most unlikely of places. And that sometimes, even fairytales can come true. XOXO

Under the roof

It was an evening and rain fell as usual,
I saw her from nowhere ,
I saw her tiring face.
I saw her was walking through the rain
Then suddenly she moved, stood there under the roof with her umbrella, didn't do anything
Oh no I felt the way she felt
She whispered,
"He told me his thoughts here, I didn't believe. But it happened to me, right now. I didn't fit in anything. Something is going to happen, soon. And that was something he said before its done."
She left and changed her expression into, something hidden inside her eyes, I could see that.

New idea

I think I'd love to share my thoughts, again
I love the way it works, express the words into something magical that even people could feel it.
Perhaps people think I'm going to write what I'm feeling at that time
Perhaps they think that I'm in love with someone when my thoughts are about beautiful things and love
Perhaps they think that my heart got hurt when my thoughts are about pain, loneliness, sadness
Perhaps they think that I admire someone when my thoughts are about secret love
What so ever, I'm just gonna write
I'm just gonna share the thoughts I've been keeping since few months ago
I'll start to write again, if there's no one that will probably read this, so what?
This thoughts are from me and for me
To keep them, to remind me that I've ever written this
No, I don't need people to read this
My self is enough

Found out that I love phosphenous too much.

"I'm sorry." His eyes are downcast when he finally uttered a word.
"For what?"
"For treating you the way I did. You didn't deserve it. You didn't deserve me."
"Hey," I cup his cheeks and force him to look at my eyes.
"You have no idea how grateful I am to deserve you. Thank you."