Scared little girl

My mind fails to understand,


how my fragileheart feels.

The pain's still fresh,

and my mind still reels.

Lost in the confusion, the complexity,

the world.

In the end, what am I?

A scared little girl.

Beyond a naive world

Thank you for the hurt,


Thank you for the pain.

You see what I've lost,

I see what I've gained.

A world so beautiful,

Shrouded with darkened screams.

Luminious beauty,

Lost in broken dreams.

Wake up and see beyond

your self hurt world

Open your eyes

And see what's real.

See the beautiful truth,

It's your only life.

Stop dreaming of pain,

Stop dreaming up strife.

He is an architect

He is an architect.


He had the ideal image in his mind. So he decided to put it out there in the universe. He felt lonely, so he initiated this project. He drew it out, one step at a time, one day at a time. Slowly, patiently he bided his time, waiting for the perfect moment.

And as he came closer to it, elation filled his heart. The thrill of it gave him purpose in life.

The only question that plagued his heart was whether all his designs and plans would prove successful.

After pushing down the barriers, he started his real work.

He gathered his paraphernalia.

He could finally build his design.

With gentle hands he started constructing, put piece by piece together.

And when all was done, the happiness he felt couldn’t be described. Maybe there was a reason for him to live.

As the days passed by, the thought he couldn’t possibly want more.

But as the months passed by, he started questioning himself.

Was it really worth it?

Maybe, it was all just a life lesson. Are the things we love meant to fade? Do we need to break the things we love for our own happiness?

He decided maybe he was in over his head.

Without any regret, after all of the care of building it up, he demolished her heart and it lay around him like her now fragmented dreams.

A cruel scheme

A whisper escaped her lips,


He touched her icy finger tips.

She pulled away from his lies,

He was a dream in disguise.

The sugared words were not enough,

She didn’t think it’d be so tough.

She wanted more, a fairy tale,

Her heart lay out to be impaled.

What she felt, the bitter pain,

She felt she was going insane.

Did he ever want to share her dream,

Or was it just a cruel scheme?

Her tears now fell, freely, fast,

These tears for him would be her last.

She walked away, her pride intact

No more wishes so abstract

She’ll live her life, know her worth,

No more going berserk

She picked the pieces of her heart off the floor

She promised herself, no more.