Faded

I know you thought of me today
When you visited my friend’s workplace
A small part of you was hoping
You would encounter my face.

I haven’t thought of yours in a long time.
Granted, when you do cross my mind,
A reminder of what I left behind,
You no longer take a hold of me,
You simply fleet right through,
A deleted memory. A faded hue.
Keep on thinking of me, then,
Because I guarantee
You will never see my face again.

They say it’s better to forgive than to forget
But who says I haven’t forgotten you yet?

Self-fulfillment

Loneliness knows no existence

in the realm of my mind.

Content with my own presence,

I’ve left my misery behind.

I am tired of lowering my expectations

For undeserving humans.

Instead, I will nurture my soul

With nature’s lullaby.

On my own, I can be whole

Just me, myself and I.

So, when you depart,

Do not forget to shut the door.

I don’t need anyone, anymore

For my heart.

The breath in my lungs will suffice:

I will make my reality a paradise.

Asphyxiation

Some nights
I just want to stop breathing
For a little while,
And forget everything:
The heartbreak
violence, oppression,
Misguided intolerance.
25 years young
Still writing love songs
But they fall on deaf ears.
Is anyone even listening?
It seems I've been walking
Down this path of tears
For eternity.
No one can find me,
Hiding in my insecurities,
Gasping from asphyxiation.
Here, there is no oxygen;
Just the scent
Of death's temptation.