Lost And Not Found.

I had lost my innocence trying to persevere, Misplaced my happiness by choosing to stay, Given up my voice listening to yours. Most of all, I lost my compassion trying to guard my heart. I'm not the same person. A.

The Line.

Have you ever been so lost in the sauce that you wouldn’t feel offended if oxford dictionary replaced the definition of stupid with your name? That was Akeela and it had been her for a while now - giving out passes, lowering standards, crossing boundaries, accepting disrespect, you name it. All because love was pure …

Baby.

I only call you baby in hushed voices. At 2am while twisted up in positions yoga instructors consider dangerous. But none of that matters, because my words of endearment are drowned, By drum and base. Apple music, google play, soundcloud. There’s jacquees and dvsn, The weeknd and my imagination. "Yes baby" Shhh not too loud, …

Calm

Close your eyes and count to ten. Is life calmer now than it was then? How long have you suffered? Tell me, since when.. Did you choose to shrink yourself? When did this all begin? The world is full of evil, Darling you are not the first to sin. So lift your head up and …

Want.

I want to be beautiful. Like roses in a bunch, Like Christopher's during brunch. I want to be soft. Like cashmere against my skin, Like silk moving freely in the wind. I want to be happy. Like children after school, Like carpenters with a new set of tools. I want to be everything. Like you …

Sleepless Nights.

Each night, my body turns restlessly, Swimming through perspiration. While hoping no, praying, That maybe, God willing, I catch a whiff of your perfume, Buried in the soul of my pillowcase. It’s been a few days, Which feel like weeks or even years. I know this is a futile attempt, But life feels impossible without …

How?

I don’t blame you, I blame me, For fantasising about tomorrow, In a relationship that didn’t deserve to see today. For dreaming about what could be, Convincing myself that drunken words came straight from the soul, Knowing full well that nothing strengthened my lies like liquor, And my creativity reached its peak after a drag …

Back Home.

It’s easy to forget, With the wind in your hair And the unfamiliar taste of beer. With music and laughter and vibes, It’s easy to forget your fears, The reason your soul cries, And bleeds and hurts. It’s the alcohol telling you lies Like you’ll be okay, Because it was never that deep. But you …