Insecure Residences

You can make homes out of people and make it your new address. You can get used to sleeping in his arms and waking up to his smile. You can memorize the freckles on his face and know the stories behind his scars. You can paint your room the color of his eyes and have the curtains the color of his hair. But you can't put a padlock on his heart and securely live within holding the key. You can't help it when he decides her smile is better than yours and brown isn't his favorite eye color anymore. You can make homes out of people, but not permanent ones.

Bleeding Love

Its like a mirror maze, your love, except that the mirror too, is deceitful. Just like you. I stand in front of it & it shows your face. Your smile mocking my pathetic condition. I see you all around and hit every mirror trying to get to you. I run towards you like a mad man runs after the desert mirage, only to end up more thirsty and broke than before. I clash with your smile and fall down on the pieces. You're still smiling. I'm still bleeding. I need to find a way out, but everytime I try to leave, you smile again & I know I'd bleed to death for that smile of yours!

Stories you'll never know

Tonight there's a war in her head. The thoughts of love and pain colliding. The inability to hate. The inability to forget. A battle between forgiving and leaving. The chaos is maddening. Her head is the battleground, her heart the victim. And he, he is safe and breathing soft, like the war wasn't in his name. Tonight her tears are the ink and her pillow is the paper. Tonight her pillow has more stories, than her rhymes ever will.