28 Haziran 2017 Çarşamba

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

25 Haziran 2017 Pazar

Daring to cry

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

- exceptional

21 Haziran 2017 Çarşamba

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

6 Haziran 2017 Salı

"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.

6 Mayıs 2017 Cumartesi

Sufficiency

The moment when you told me you don’t need me.

Was the time when I needed me most.  

20 Şubat 2017 Pazartesi

The hateful birthday

I would never forget,
The day we celebrated today last year.
And how obvious that your love was poisonous
I could see it in the hatred inside your friends
The coldness in your apartment and on the paleness of your stare.


That night I was withdrawn in your aspirations.
Aspirations, that I often felt never grant you
And when she slammed you on midnight, just ten minutes before she left the building,
She did come to the room and woke me up;
Where I meant to hide from all your rage
She whispered in my ear:
"He cannot love one - his soul is a bleeding one"

So therefore I would never forget that day
And how intense seeing you crawling beneath your pretentious smile
If only you could see it as well - you had already passed out
Were you bleeding behind curtains maybe?
Didn't you know I bled the same?