And then out of nowhere she calls
and here I am again, I fall
Without a doubt, it all comes down
to the way she made me frown
and there is nothing else I could have done
knowing she has always been the one
But she is the one that I've always hated
she's the one who broke me and turned me jaded
Nothing else could have made me feel
the way she makes my dreams real
but nothing else would make me want her
because I don't want this, nothing else matter
All to it is just that painful memory
and wishful thinking of you and me
a past that I can never recover
a future that I'll never encounter
and while I take a sip into oblivion
hating this senti
Hooks clinging on to the pathetic armor I call courage
and the last vestige of my sanity slips towards oblivion
Sleep flees as I seek refuge in the emptiness beyond the dreams
and yet nothing and no one finds me in need or disrepair
Every stumble and and every motion aches as I lay waiting
for the storm to end and let me come and touch the light
but all there is are the silent drips on to the floor
telling me there will be more, and so much more
Oh my muse, my love and my source of insanity
My obsession, my light and how I loathe thee
On a whim, truth bends upon your convenience
While I, foolish and wretched don't even know the difference
My present and your tomorrow by archaicglint, literature
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My present and your tomorrow
My present and your tomorrow
Who guards the guardsmen?
Who protects the guilty?
Who are the great and the meek?
Would the truth be hidden even when we seek?
How do I tell you my child, my daughter
About how we have moulded your future
About the disdain and disgust we've felt
When many atrocious deeds were dealt
We know our present will be your building block
where all wonderful opportunities will be unlocked
Yet all is in disarray and brewing calamity
Oh how do we fight to prevent a looming tragedy?
We dread the moment when you have to set foot
Upon our country which is rotting from the root
Where you will encounter bias, bigotry, and mis
Without you I wouldn't want the moon.
I won’t have any use for it as I slumber till noon.
Without you, I wouldn't want to reach the stars
I’d be content into looking at fancy cars.
Without you, I wouldn't want to go beyond comfort.
I'd be happy within my imaginary court.
Neither would I’d want to push my limit
when halfhearted efforts gives me a passing merit.
But you've shown me such smile when you've gazed at the moon and the stars.
And saw your bliss when we go travel so far.
Felt your admiration when we learn something new
As you delight knowing more than you once knew
Without you, I’d be stationary stagn
I am drowning in the torrent of emotion
Dumbfounded in the swirl of sorrow
Slowly being swallowed into depression
Doubt
Disappointment
Denial
Fight over territory
While my fading will fumbles in every futile attempt
to fight off fatigue.
All this while time continue to flow indifferently to my pleas
I wear the mask of normalcy, but it slow crack under my war torn heart.
Oh, what disaster have i brought myself?
What seeds did i plant to reap such unhappiness?
What happened to me?
When did all of this happen?
How much hubris did I had to think that I could take all the burden?
What folly did I had to think that I could be responsible
Stumbling, I am afraid
I try not to waste your patience
but my voice slowly starts to fade
and nothing seems to make sense
terrified, I tried, I still tried
but I can see you losing faith
and your tears couldn't even hide
and all I could do is clench in self hate
When did it went? Where did it go?
I try to speak again, but in another way
by glance, by touch, in any medium that I know
but you seem to be falling apart hinting you wouldn't stay
So I grab on to you with the last grains of courage
I know its now or never and nothing can be done
all my hope is yours, nothing else left but rage
Would you leave me into the dark, nowhere to run
Am I just an addiction relapse
onto the staircase where I jump
Just when I just about to reach
the summit of my own freedom
I jump, loving the agony and indecision
I try, and then again, I try not to stumble
You don't need to lecture me in a weird syntax
You know it just annoys me rather than to relax
I am just the tears that I wipe just to shed anew
I am a prisoner, swallowing my own key
I am the man who admits his faults and proceed
I am just another repeat offender
I am costly and almost a lost cause
I cry in self hate, as pride dictates
for I should fix my own mistakes
But I am already broken beyond repair
and it seems no one else seem
I'd love to be the person you've wanted me to be
that happy go lucky, wild eyed dreamer that I was
But the thing is, it was in the past. Yes, that phase had passed
I am that bittered face, sleepy eyed,fatigued man before you
because you took for granted that I will never change
because I took for granted my own innocence
Because you underestimate what the world could do to me
and because I overestimate what I'll do to the world if it hurt me
so here I am, a dark reflection of my own self
the person, I didn't want to be but have to
Born out of my will and of survival
who set aside all those funny things and called it trivial
All I can say i
I
It was I
I remember it, I
who saw through you
Drowning in that gutless lie
Chained in its weight and unable to fly
so I put a fire on through your soul
with every effort took its toll
and I become close to empty
but I trudge with folly
even when faltering
I keep looking
I look
See
I
They say that inspiration is enough
To push you, to pull you at the very top
But I beg to differ for something better
A man also need real bread and butter
For the paper thin bill is a heavy load
and most of us is in survival mode
Once can wearily feel working slow
Unable to give out, unable to glow
And while the hunger pangs and anxiety creeps
How can one aim so high or dig so deep?
Nothing else could give form to what is physical
hence the need for help, even if this is minimal
For one can't give such great vision even with greater inspiration
without nourishment for the body, nothing will come to fruition
Is it not the expression of the