Curses For Freedom.

When I write about past experiences, I hope that no one notices. And when references are made to moments that I cherish forever, I speak temporary memory loss into past lovers. The same kind that made you forget my worth, The same kind that allowed you neglect sacrifices made and emotions brought forth. I speak …

Evading.

Lately I’ve been avoiding writing, Just like I avoid reminiscing. Just like I avoid falling... Deep into a state of love. Deep into a sea of vulnerability. I’m afraid it’ll take away my perceived mental stability. Force me to think intricately, About the decisions I make today and the day after. I mean, was that …

Amused.

There are butterflies in your belly, But you act surprised, And that amuses me. Did you forget? Maybe hope that things would change? Because you didn’t, And neither did she. But you act surprised, And that amuses me. Your cheeks hurt from smiling, And your abs from laughing, But you act surprised, And that amuses …

Just Incase.

Incase we don’t have tomorrow, I want you to know Today is the best day of my life Simply because I know you exist In a space where I can call home. A

Talentless.

I once created literary art, With blood drawn from my broken heart. The words flowed endlessly, How could it not? With an abundance crimson fluid gushing out uncontrollably, As the cracks in my poor love centre elongated. Because of this, I was declared a lyricist in her prime. But I have watched my creativity sublime, …