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Feelings make my head spin, I know what to do but can't do it, Because it's too difficult to actually to do it. A situation of win-win, Never comes when everything I own is lost. Trying to keep myself sane but at what cost? I'm loosing my people one by one, Far far from this situation I want to run. I'm an escapist, I know that by now, But this situation I can escape, how? These tears now, they don't come easy But when I cry no air so breazy, Could dry these tears, Like your comforting presence couldn't dissipate my fears. I'm stuck in an ugly middle position, I don't even know what situation this is! Perhaps a spiral of downwards succession. Some of you may call it a sickness, Some think it's a facade, While the ones who are actually suffering know that these are the early signs of depression.

She was like poetry, Soft, subtle and charming, Yet strong, ambitious and free. Every layman could read her but only the poets understood, Her beauty, charisma and power. Written on a piece of paper, She knew no boundaries. Fire and desire, a sweet summer's verse, Handcrafted with delicate details. Seasons passed by, And clans passed by, But she remained concealed. Dejected and neglected, She kept herself hidden away. Until one dawn of winter, When his eyes fell upon her face, Heavy throbbing of young hearts, Beneath the moonlit sky. Few words were exchanged, Through mouth and million others through the eyes. At an instant he knew her worth and swayed her away. My poem, he called her and sang every afternoon, Pristine as the northern snows, Red as a southern rose, Pouring like heavy rain on a parched heart, You're a poet's breathing prose.

Close your eyes and tell me what do you see? Is it the pieces of your past or something you wish to be? Where do you see yourself in 10 years? Inside the arms of your lover or your mother's tears? Do you see the darkness spreading around like nostalgia? Is there a ray of light which curbs your darkness? Did you seize is the day today? Or do you cease to live everyday? Do these jovial, jocular faces make you gloom? Everyday is a misery as you await the doom. Have you ever felt like this is the end? In that situation, pick up your pieces and make amends.

I had an intuition that you would stop by today. It was nothing more than a fantasy like any other day. Any other day I would have missed her call, But today was different, you had laid a trap and I was in for a fall. Fall, I considered it the best time to meet you, But waiting that long must have left you blue, Blue was the sky and birds chirping high, walking down the street, Excited and nervous at the same time, hoping it would be my friend I was going to meet, Meet? But she was nowhere in sight, You hopped out of your car and took me by surprise, Surprised and shocked, all together elated with joy, Ran towards you as you caught me in your arms, my silly boy.

Crouching over the soft white sand, With sea stretching over for miles and miles, it was a no man's land. We were wanderers set out in the pursuit of freedom and bliss, And listening to the old songs together caused us to reminisce. Sitting at the beach just you and I Your arms wrapped perfectly around mine. Sea shells here and sea shells there, I filled my pockets with sea shells, just as you empty yours off sand. I built my castle here as you laughed half heartedly, There was an air of melancholy around you. And together we saw the sun take a dip In the sea, the sea and the sky now united. Now with the sun gone, it got dark, and it got chilly. The time of dusk, it pleased you the most. The happiness on your face, as you screamed, "Did you see the sunset?","Did you miss it?" "I got what I came for" was all I could muster. Words were lost, I couldn't have described the splendid view. Your eyes were looking at it while ...

Fake promises and wordly lies, Low self-esteem and even lower highs. The purest form of fake Are the people I came to know, A wolf in sheep's clothing, a nigga and his hoe. I address the dearest and dearest of fake friends, Who rip off your gaurd, Let themselves in and tear your hearts apart. No one, I say no one in this world can be trusted, Pierce their souls with your eyes, and you'll find their intentions rusted. Stepping in and stepping out, Leaving a void as you scream and shout. Minute passed by, they miss you, they call, In their sweet, innocent prattle you will slowly see yourself fall. Never do we realize that we are being used, Ridiculous and foolish, repeatedly abused. It's not too late before you realize they have vanished into thin air, Days passed by and they are nowhere to be found, Your cloud nine did burst as you hit the firm ground. Oh you just wanted someone who could understand your pain, And end the drought of your barre...