Isn't it a funny thing,
That when hope lurks around the corner
And you are filled with the warmth you have never had

As if nothing went wrong
As you've never been wronged
By the people you can't ever, achieve success

But hope is a thing that sneaks into you,
And reminds you once again,
There isn't wrong or true,
There's only you
And the consequences of things you've done
You think that were true

Daring to cry

Mine and your suffering combined,
Would make the most grown up men
Cry.

- exceptional

Awake / Poison

You were my first love

My first downfall

My last deception

I was the rain on your forehead

The slippery ground to count on,

A shaky heart to hold on

I was the drop of your favourite red wine

The one that you thought helped you fall asleep

For many nights,

I've swallowed venoms of a snake

Never stopped loving you, I stayed awake

Losses didn't matter upon losing you

How could they?

When I still constantly try to find you

In every drop of rain

"Change of Heart"

"Sorry" he said.

"I've just had a change of heart"

I didn't know what to expect, nor hold on to.

I have even never told you, I saw him on your lips.

And when you did that thing with your smirk, I loved how you embalmed his legacy.

I have never had a change of heart,

I just carried on loving him, through oyou.

Art

I don't if art makes me stronger
Or caves deeper within.