Blur

Some days I hide in my incoherent bubble
I drink my wine
This only adds more trouble

Some days the pieces are in my hand
I throw them far out
To watch them land
They get lost in the sand

Some days I don't want to be found
Solitude bound
Fuzzy figures all around
No sound

Some days I want to cry in my sleep
I want my dreams to hear my weep
Drown those tears
Far and deep

Some days I want to lose all my breaths
Live a thousand deaths
So I can just start fresh
And breathe again

Some days don't come everyday
But when they do
You have to let go
And be true

Some days it's okay to not be okay
Go for your walk
Have that invisible talk
He's always listening

Adieu

He said bye to her

She held onto his last word

Never had those words come on her lips

Like they did today

"I love you" she said

It locked in her a paralyzing sadness 

Bullied

Bullying, it hurts you know
Bullets on your self-esteem
The last one chosen on a team
I cannot even scream

“Brown girl”
Look down, I wish I could reply and hurl
“Your hair smells”
It probably does
I’m not blonde or white
I don’t have a right to be right

Walk into class
Walking on shattered glass
Words of poison spat in my face
I wish I were invisible
And had no trace

The day has only just begun
No, it’s not going to be fun
“Oi Paki”
“Why’s your accent so tacky?”
Bleeding tears from inside
I want to go and hide

I lie in my bed
My veil has been broken
Unmasked the burden
I’ve admitted the unspoken

I don’t want to be here
I don’t want to live in this fear

Bullying, it’s real
You lose the ability to feel
Where ever I go, whatever I say
Who cares anyway?
I have to pretend I’m okay

Not Dead

In the silence I often hear the most important words

They are actually screaming through the pores of quiet

I don’t always need to talk,

My eyes are conversing

If only you looked

I’ve spoken to you a thousand times in my head

Pity you haven’t turned a page and read

I’ve burned on paper

Scribbled over the wounds

Come closer, you’ll smell the fumes

“Show me some emotion”

You’ve forgotten to play our movie in slow motion

I appear handicapped in my coma

Talk to me

Touch me

Let me smell your aroma

I’m wounded

Not dead

I’m here

Not dead