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Friday, February 22, 2019


All day long in an empty room
Isolated from the outside
Incarcerated by his own fears
I wonder how prisoners live,
In a four corner prison cell.
Life must be so boring,
Hopeless and depressing.
I wonder how birds feel,
Living in captivity in a small cage.
Can’t fly high beneath the clouds
Unable to see the world above.
So if I will live my life as captive
Alone in this empty dark room
I’d rather die than suffer from it
Perhaps, life is sweeter is second life. 
But make sure I won’t feel pain.
Nore suffer from its misery
Make it as lethal as possible
Making me sleep forever at peace. 

Photo by Niklas Hamann on Unsplash

Thursday, February 21, 2019

I Release You

I’m sorry but I have too.
Please don’t feel bad about it
This isn’t about you.
I don’t want to blame you
For every bad thing happened.
I turned back because I feared
Not because you’ve pissed me.
I got angry because you’re faking it
Accept that you’re not that strong.
You’ve crossed our limits
And you should be sorry about it.
I’ve left you, I went home
I needed self-discovery.
To grow up, breath and stand alone.
The air we breathe suffocates me
Again, I’m sorry but I have too
It's for the best, for both of us.

Photo by Aris Rovas on Unsplash

Saturday, January 26, 2019

A Poem about Lost

I’m so lost.
Clueless about where to go
It feels like an unending loop
No direction and purpose.
This life is lifeless
I’m so sick and tired
Forlorn journey as it seems;
No career path 
No dreams to dream
My heart aches,
My eyes cry like a river
I had enough I guess?
I’m so exhausted my friend.
I wanna quit,
Soak my self with sorrow.
Life is over for me?

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

Friday, November 23, 2018

Empty Room

It feels so cold here.
Deafening silence. 
It gives me calmness.
It gives me time to think.
It gives me so much pain.
Nothing left but numbness.

In this empty room, I contemplate.
Of what’s next for me.
Of what’s life will bring ahead.
I’m tired of loving too much
I’m sick of being lonely.
I want to be happy again.
I want to feel wanted once more.
Can I have my happy ending?


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