Gerbils wheel
She,always getting caught in the gerbil’s wheel
The wheel,a constant loop of pain and sorrow
Always on a constant replay
She lay out her emotions bare but no one there to see
Her heart’s on her sleeve,she cries herself to sleep
She never knew the feeling was possible to be exist
That strong ringing in the heart and belly
The music of dastardly despair and desperation
But there it was;as real as she,glaring her in the face
She had given up hope but still held on so
Maybe the universe had not forgotten her yet
Or maybe it will just take her life still
Ending the sad experience
Of dying everyday.
Love past
How many pages have you wrote her?
The notes that were strung in our hearts
What you used to sing to me
deep in our thoughts,kept away from all
The shared secret we kept for ourselves
Many bitter tales we had but how so sweet were the moments before
Flourishing with memories is the mirror of you in me
The mirror of promise though failed beautifully
Hope and courage,paving out the way or fighting for it drastically drawn out dramas could not begin to tell our tale,
Or the wise ones that existed only in days of old
What should have preceded our wake?
or the closing phase of dusk.
