Air

You sucked in so much of me,

only to blow out the light of my soul?

Hurt

Do I tell her: Don't ever hurt me again.
or
do I tell myself: Don't ever get hurt again.

<...writing... as I listen to the rain's chatter.>


Dated: Sep 15, 2016

Afar and Aimless

Seconds after you left me,
the void space around me
threw me afar and aimless;

like

the unknotted full-blown balloon
that is sucked and squeezed,
and pulled to nowhere.

Hopefulness

Sometimes...

words, of hope and positivity,
come rushing towards me

and jolts me
like a blow of vengeance.