I close my eyes to tell myself nobody’s looking, I play deaf and now, nobody’s talking. My legs hurt, been running for long; my eyes bleed when I dream of where I belonged. The lips are sealed, no truth is revealed for we believe in a lie; faces concealed. The stories I’ve known, the weakness…

Times.

I’ve changed. Do I like what I’ve become? No. Do I wish to go back? Hell no! Don’t ask too many questions, don’t ask for directions, I am alive and so are you; cross my path, wave at me and I might wave back. I’ve changed. So will you.

Yes I see them. Those clouds floating away abandoning my skies, making way to sunlight. The rains have gone and the days shall now be long; air carries the season’s warmth. I miss the cold, that chill down my spine; I shed the skin that I once called mine. A strange feeling of comfort creeps…

When blacks and whites Collide into grays; There is no rainbow, The sky is a disgrace; It is love that lasts forever, An eternity laid to waste; No home feels like home, Ain't no solace, When you haven't lost yourself And wore a new face.

Changes.

"You know the scariest part of us being together?" He said, looking at her as she looked away "I miss you even when you're right beside me. Where have you gone?" "You changed", retorted the girl with a melancholic frown. "If I did, you wouldn't even notice it." Was his reply as he slowly walked…

Changes.

You know what's worse? Silence when I need a voice Lonliness when I dread silence How do I make things better? By listening to myself And loving my own presence There's this lesson I've learned the hard way: If you don't love yourself, nobody else will. All these days, I valued myself based on how…

Changes.

When I was a kid, they asked me: "How're you doing?" As I started growing up, it changed to "How's your education going?" Now, it's at "How's your job?" Somewhere between How're you and How's your job, everything has changed. Just because people are employed doesn't mean they're doing well. What happened to us? We're…

Moving on

You know you moved on when you love the memories but not the person; You know you're broken when you hate the memories but love the person. It's a hard road either way. When people tell you time heals everything, don't believe them, it's a lie. You move on with time? No. Time moves on,…