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An old friend of mine asked me; "why inspired me to be an poet in the first moment?"
I just smiled and told him; "it was to convey beauty wrapped in pretty words"
But then another really close friend of mine suddenly patted my back and smiled at me, no word was spoken but everything was said. Because he knew the swarm of words I had was greater then the ribs cage I have, and nowhere those belonged, so my soul lead me to my pen.
How bad would it be if one of these days I l just pack up and leave and not look back. Break all the promises I made. Forget everyone I loved and everyone that cared. How bad would it be if I left without another glance to spare. Forget my name, forget her face, forget every dream that was shattered by this place. wrap up the memory and leave them at the doorstep. Throw away all the responsibilities at some river bank. And just go. I just want togo. And if I do, will they want to stop me, hold me back? Do they see it hurts no matter wherever or whoever I look at. Do they know it's hurts to stay?
-01/06/2024
Most of my silent prayers are for you. You and I might be drowning in the same sea but if my wish came true, only one of us might survive and it won't be me.
-17/02/2024
With the passing of time, life is looking more like the dead roses adorning the vase on my desk. So melancholic, tragically beautiful, meaningless to hold on to, such a pity to throw away.
-01/11/2022
Giving up is not your choice, you can say "I can't do this anymore" all you want, but there's nothing else to do but "this". There isn't a way of stopping, you don't get to choose if you can or cannot do this. If you have to do this, you’ll have to do this. you do not get to choose, you only get to cope
-30/11/2022
I trust you with everything, except for your own well-being. I'll trust you with my life, but not your own. But you're the only one that can save you. And that’s the goddamn tragedy of this storyline.
-10/05/2023
How's the weather on your side of the world? How's the weather inside your head? I keep finding the color of you splashed all over my existence, but these days my world is just grey. These streets are haunted. they keep whispering your name. Life's a vile little thing without you near. -24/10/2023
