

Autobiography
Now imagine fruit - Peach. It's soft shades of colors catching your eyes, its perfect forms makes your hands reach for it. But even before you set your hands on it you can already taste it with your eyes. It's soft skin makes your mouth water. Mmmm.. It's sweet flavor instantly overwhelmed you but wait.... It still leaves wanting you more ... yes, my dear reader, peach! So innocent, soft and full of sweetness fruit.... Such a treat to indulge in !! However if bite is too strong you will hit a hard shell n brake all u have ... So never assume its just like the rest of the apples... Now, close you mouth, darling, this tree is way out of your reach ...
PTSD
Visions of souls and things that went wrong
Visions of past that eats me to the bone
I am stuck in the world of ghosts and “my fault”
I want to get out but I just dig more
Haunted by demons that rip me to shreds
“Bring on the storm”- I scream in my head
Starved of the sunlight I cling on to my meds
Just hold on tight as I bury myself in bed
Mr green doctor eases the pain
Shrooms seem to take it all away
Ambien keeps the nightmares alive
And here I go again on this crazy ride
Nightmares, monsters
Time to hide
Shakes and jitters
I’m out of my mind
Haunted by past
Can’t live my dreams
Haunted by my mind
Just set me free
Life
Sometimes you feel like giving up,
Stock in the corner with no way out.
Siting on the edge of your life,
Wondering if you will ever be fine.
Banging on the coffin I build in me,
Keeping all my emotions buried deep.
No one shall know or hear:
My screams, my pleads, my fears...
Set yourself free.. no one will hear your plea
Colorless
Sunset, sunrise, sorrows and good byes
Rain and shine, smiles and good times.
Home, family, enemies and friends
And all who left - good riddance!
I am thankful for life in black and white
Because color is too much and grey is just not right.
I am thankful for you and me and everything in between.