Work hard

You are beside me, Yet I feel so lonely. I came to see you,  Yet that we have not honed. Tears I cry, I thought I had learnt. Trust you’re instinct,  Or I my hard work shall thoroughly become extinct. 

Sorry for the illusion

I’m sorry to myself that I’m this infatuated by you, I’m sorry to myself that I’ve made myself blue. I had long come to the conclusion, That it was all just an illusion, I knew it could never be, I knew we couldn’t forever be. Wanting together with me

The beast

A tiger, A beast, Teeth so sharp, And a body so big, With muscles that would tear you apart, So strong, That it ate it’s way… Deep inside my heart .

While you’re away

I try and satisfy myself while you are away  Just so I can survive another day, I wish I could share, show you all, But what difference does it make, I know it’ll drive me more crazy, and you’re not really beside me at all.

I am disintegrating I have lost a part of my soul I try to forget I try to start fresh  But it feels like I’m going crazy, so dillisional  More infatuated by the second What have I done  When will this all end  To continue the life I had  To find myself again 

Waiting… ..

It was just last week,  I crawled into your arms,  You surprised me, Overwhelmed, made me feel week. It was only seven days ago, I could touch your face, your skin, You was real, In heavens and reminding me that you are nothing of a John Doe. One week, Seven days, Hundred and sixty eight … More Waiting… ..