That awkward moment,
When I looked you in the eye,
And promised myself nothingness
Thinking, just another apple on the tree.

But brick by brick,
It all came down, flawlessly crashing,
And it was like, another door had opened,
And I could finally look across that wall,

So then there was that awkward moment,
When It turns out, it actually promised,
That It would be the one.

The riddled mind,
Speaks only in twists,
Hoping that way, to conceal,
The truthfully intended wits,

Hiding behind a glass door,
Thinking no one can see,
Only a foolish mind,
Would run from the ones who seek

for you to unleash your heart,
It will be a mistake you wish you made.

I sit here,
In silence.

Holding in my deepest thoughts.

This is reality.
This is me.

Overflown with anxiety from head to toe,
I feel as vulnerable as someone without a home.

I speak honest words and I behold an honest mind,
Not afraid to be exposed anymore,
Because I have nothing to hide.

Tears are for the weak, they said
Without knowing what lies beneath,
The scars and the shattered heart beats,
And the butterflies that live within.

They're the cowards,
That hide behind a smile,
Not knowing that the true strengths,
Lie within their exposed hearts.

I see the clothes on the floor,
That I choose not to touch,
I'ts all wrinkled and such.

You see it as a mess,
And I certainly do not,

Because only the narrow minded,
Can't understand A creative touch.

I try so hard,
But you don't see,
The effort I put,
Into the ones in need.

Unappreciated I go,
Even though it hurts my soul,
But yours is more important,
Than my own

blinded by the lies of lust
chose to drink from the forbidden cup
the daydream ends as i awake
just to find myself lying in an empty space

i reach out my hand
feeling the air
a dent in the bed, where you once may lay
a fire inside
that screams your name
my heart beats so fast
at the thought of your gaze