I am probably blind
Can't see the things cuz they whisper from behind
Wrote things someone may think that I went emo
I may wrote like that still I don't have an ego
Every poem like a tale
Before you continue you should deeply inhale
Enter the room in my dark head
Nothing to see but you can smell something dead
You don't know with what you are dealing
My angels like to hang from the ceiling
It's maybe funny but also thrilling
Now as you walk by them
You realise you will never know who I am
Now I dare you to open the closet
Maybe someone will chop off your head and toss it
I can see that you are all sweaty
What is taking you so long you will never be ready
When you hear your heart beats
You imagine yourself under white sheets
One step forward and a couple to go
There is no right timing no right words just a simple NO
Completely shaking
Hearing something behind, an atheist starts praying
As you reach for the handle
It could be an animal
Cannibal
Complete dark something behind, just you holding a candle
Get ready for a scandle
You open it and the wind blows
Enter the darkness and see where it goes
These people must be stupid
Stay away from that Cupid
Beautifully described but smells like ashes
Then the thing you were building crashes
It's not for me to choose it
What we had I don't want to lose it
Memories we should hold 'em
Cuz they are golden
Some people helped me
Some went away
Don't liste to my words God didn't sent me
But I know it's judgment day
With those feelings that was someone else
Now I'm me from before and now we're just a story noone tells
It sucks to be human
Should've would've or can?
I don't want to be someones king
My poems scream cuz I can't sing
There's a lot of room
In my heart...doom?
But there is nothing to give
How does it feel then to live
Empty
Just another memory
Unseemingly
This could be
One of the things that happen normally
Once in a lifetime maybe twice
Inside it is like burning ice
Its maybe happening relatively
Why do we see things happing negatively
And why do we only expect them
To happen
Only to us
Do we must
Accept things to turn out bad
Or we can take back what we had
I don't do love anymore
I don't remember the damage of my core
But the soul can still dance
Why should I care about offence
Cuz I'm alone in this wasteland
Sorry for your time if I've waste it
I know that I'm just another waste man
I've been to hell and I saw heaven
People leave maybe I shouldn't let them
When I'm in the hood
I'm not in the mood
That's when I start to write
I love the stars so I adore the night
You stop to believe
When you forget about things you think you need
I don't remember my purpose
All I know is that I'm worthless
I don't fake it when I'm sad and I don't fake it when I'm okay
Every time when I see those who went away
I'll approach and say "Hey!"
Cuz I care and I want to know how you've been
Yeah my hands are not cleen
In my world it is raining sins
To you I don't know how it seems
I was looking deep inside myself
But I didn't saw that I was turning into someone else
I will, I promise I will always stay the same
Look outside when it starts to rain
I'll be out there cursing my name
But someone stole it
Then I see my soul... I should've sold it
All I can say it comes deep from within
Do things end as they begin
I sometimes don't know what does it mean
When some feelings build your world
Then they disappear or get unfurled
Say that I'm a monster
Or a bloody imposter
Maybe I've been bitten
There were times I felt beaten
Still today I can stand
Are you okay? Do you need a hand
Don't worry I don't have any enemies
I have words. Do you remember these
Cuz of feelings I started writting this book as you can remember
I don't have them anymore so I end it now today in December
As I said this started because of feelings I felt for the first time. April 28 I wrote my first poem, I was in a bad place so I took my pencil and wrote it in the class. One of my best friends told me that it's good so I continued. Eventually I ended up here posting it with you lads. Thank you for being by my side all this time. I don't know where I stand with the person I loved but even without those feelings now I still don't want to lose her because then, before and now she means to me a lot.
