Echoes
of hurried whispers,
giggles in an
old ruined house.

Unsteady hands
that once
steadied yours
fingers intertwined.

Monsoons
when we used to dance
now spent in
a dark smoke-filled room.

Tight embrace
fingers running
along a collarbone
now a lost feeling.

I hate you
for showing me
happiness,beauty
that doesnt last.

Empty face
you mean nothing to me
you're just another
sepia memory.

3 am stillness,
acrid tasting.
Sleepless
moist eyes burn.
Fingers,toes
curl inward.
Cancerous pain..
Swallowed.

Gimme a blanket
Its cold here.

Ooo I'm walking on the ceiling
I'm looking up at the floor
I'm laughing,happy
singing out loud.

Colours race
through my head
Rainbow bubbles
I blink-they pop

Oh how good it feels
my mind's empty
I'm levitating,
I'm riding through space

Exaggerated emotions
strangely lack feeling
The world's fuzzy
so much better this way

Ooo I'm walking on the ceiling
I'm looking up at the floor
I'm laughing,happy
singing out loud.

Scowl

Let me be rude
Let me snap
and let it hurt.
Allow me to pretend
I can rid myself
of this frustration
by passing it on to you.

From a tea leaf to a human

I have given
All I had
and all that was expected of me.

My life is complete.

I have been boiled
till all my colour drained out
leaving me pallid and weak.
I have been squeezed mercilessly
to yield the last drop of my flavour.
I have lived not for myself
but for you,
and now I'm reduced to
nothing but manure.

My friend...
our lives are the same.
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p.s. definitely not one of the better ones,but thought I'd post it anyway.

I've got
writer's block.
Aiyyooo.