Wednesday 1 November 2017

Collide.

I’ll be the wave and you be my rock,
Watch me crash into you like perfection meet flaws.
Touch me and burn in your dreams a million stars that fall out of my skin,
You’ll never be alone once you’ve seen the sky in my veins.
Like the fire in ice, colder than the queen that was vile,
I was not a match, I was beyond comparison.
Yet you knew very well about my mysteries,
Still you chose to be left with something at the end of our story.
The messed room and short hair,
I knew I found a galaxy to be lost in.

I let you collide, through my imperfect life.
Pictures at the edge of every sheet,
Words that couldn’t be drowned in water.
My slashed wrist and your stitches,
We made hypocrites be jealous,
Hysterically, I was afraid to let go now.
The strings of your guitar, the sound of the wind.
Same as the days when we were just innocent faces.
The nights when I slept in between my mother’s arms,
And my dad’s hand over my head.
And now I lie here in a bed new to me,
All by myself yet I feel safe the same way.

And I craved the street foods, the baggy clothes,
Black nail paint, and closed doors,
Silence is not my obvious goal.
Let me meddle with your head for you are too naive in my world.
Let me scare the fear out of you,
So I can drown with you as my words float into the oblivion.
I’ll be the dream you weren’t afraid to chase.
I’ll be the pillow that you suffocate.
So that you can be my only daemon, whom I cannot tame.

And my mirror will be clean and yours will be red,
Don’t fret, we can paint it over again.
It’s the soul of the society that will be charcoal.
Let’s use it to pave our way,
Tread upon the bliss we aren’t blind about.
Take with us the ones that have the same roaring in their talks.
I’ll walk away when I know you are strong enough,
Yet I’ll always be there, but you won’t see me,
For I’ll be myself and you’ll be you.
It might take us time to collide back into our dimension.
Till then,
I love my heart.


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