Such a cliche question.

For I am not who you think

There is another side of me

The other side of me

Is a strange world

A new escape

A new beginning

This is where I come to restore sanity

I never want to be found

And I never want to go home

spread wings but didn’t fly

asked God why, to never receive an answer,

loved completely and watched them leave

cried like never to smile

walked in darkness for half a mile

saw the sun in the distance for a small while

laughed until could not breathe

faced fears with a stern face

wept all night,

almost never made it

had times that that was it

was so close to death

there’s so much more inside of us,

without speaking a word.

seen it all, yet you know there’s more

where will it take you,

what it will take from you,

where does this lead you,

where will it leave you

people don’t want you to be you,

want us to be the person they want to see

This is life,

Life is just….life

taking,

giving

leaving,

coming

stealing,

receiving

but we live,

through the pain,

lies,

death,

destruction,

The fact is……

we are alive!!!

So until i finish my final task,

a little peace is all i ask.

a poem to describe my heart

a poem that represents me

a poem to express my thoughts,

with a canvas of a paper

a mind with emotions,

but i lost my words, i lost my poem

where did my words go,

the white paper, remained as beautifully white,

lost lost lost

where are my words

maybe stolen

maybe lost

somewhere in the depths of time

a poem lost, never to find

so here i sit, looking at this white

and a thousand emotions fade away……

tears fill my eyes,

silence keeps me silent ,

thoughts completely die,

am i myself

are we really ourselves

its such a irrelevant question

is there any truth in what u see in the mirror

in the shadow that trails your body every moment

are you really you

why do i live in the moment of  I

why do i ask myself this .. always ???

Night..

when you can close your eyes to the illusions the

day presents..

when you can cut out the blinding light of the sun

and say hi to the other side..

Night..

is sitting under that lamp-post lost in thoughts you

wont ever be brave to face in the light ..

Night ..

when ya cant see whats ahead of you

but whats within you

night is the time of truth..

there are no more masks to say hi too..

no more feeling sick of the fake smiles..

night is feeling alone,,

feeling like what God feels.. yes

Night is The God – The Unknown

shadowed again…

untamed again….

insanity….