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If you intend to wait

Until I die

Before you buy me flowers

and answer my 'whys'

You have to know

I cannot smell

Gerberas

Tears dry up

When the wind touches your face

  People come, people go

Some would stay

  When it’s your turn to leave,

Put my heart on your sleeve

  Books are read, they come to an end

Life happens, so does death

  Everything in this trance

Is meant to fade away

  Pain boils inside,

But it subsides

  Even love, when it’s too much

Gets lost along the way

  We all get just a dose and few chances

We used to be solid rock

Brick-built and walled

But we didn't move at all

When shaken

We scattered into pieces

Even the we and us

Became you and I

Now, we're debris

Falling from each other's grip

Like palm-full of sand

To nothing, only good for writing

Like today's yesterday

Falling out, continuously

I need you to wake up,

figuratively

'Cause I'm about to leave,

Crossing streets, dimmed lights

Walking on the edge

Feeling more alive

On the stairs,

No going up or down

  Swim with me in this pool

We have no idea how deep

When it gets too cold,

We’ll surface soon

What is there to keep?

  Hold my hand, we’ll go places

Escaping them, even ourselves

This is way too precious

In hearsay that don’t matter,

We cannot lose

  This may be brief

It does not mean

It’s no longer real

For a little more while

I want to feel

  And if they ask

If this is love

I’d be damned saying no

But just enough

Just enough to stay for breakfast

  We’ll get lost

And spend the night

I’ll escape with you

We’ll stay for one more flight

We’ll go farther but never further

  Because what we have,

It’s just enough

In the morning we could stay

Warmth of people trying to wake you up

Amid coolness the morning air brings

Windows glow with a little slit

I am half asleep

The sun is up, but not too high

Torned --to get up or to stay still?

But as I was busy thinking which

The moment had already passed

I stood up in the fine smell of breakfast

So many things to do, So many places to go to, So many dreams to reach,

Yet I can't take a step,

Like I can't scratch an itch

It's like I see a street in chrome

I saw a knife,

Newly polished,

Near the cupboard

Last night,

      I remembered when I saw

      Your thighs

      With deep cuts all over

I cringed and thought,

What could have been so bad,

      That you butchered the skin

      Wherein you dwell in

What could have been so bad, 

      That you didn't think it would show

       Even under those clothes 

What could have been so bad,

      That you forgot there are souls

      Who cry when you do

What could have been so bad,

      That you had to bleed

      Just so you could breathe

Last night,