Girl On The Train.

Picture from Pinterest. Credits to owner.

There she was
Standing in the crowded train
Keeping herself busy
Mind’s conscious around her
The murmurs, shouts
And conversations
As her background
But she chose to pretend
Not to care
Yet it still bothers her inside.


October 12.

I closed my eyes and see you there filled up my space

And I don’t want you up there

Controlling my mind for you to be within every line or stanzas I make

To be alive again

In the world I killed.


She was the sunshine
The rays of light
Giving her glow
Slowly losing brightness
She gave it all
Until she burnt out.


My ideas are a mess
Thoughts I can’t tell where it belongs
I want to think clearly and focus on things
But suddenly I had the flashbacks
Dreams that’s merely impossible
Here I am just living in the present
An empty shell
With a cracked soul.