Sunday, February 16, 2014


Where do I go with a destructive mind?
What do I draw or write with a destructive hand?
How do I love someone with a destructive soul?
How can I be a stronger person with a destructive feeling?

I'm sinking into despair
and slowly disappearing from here.

There's no one to see,
No one to understand.
If only life was a wish granting factory,
My life would have a better end.

I'm losing it all one by one,
And getting worse at doing the simplest thing.
I still love it when the clouds capture the sky, take shapes and run,
No one knows, I still smile when the birds sing.

All of these are enough to make me to look sane,
But on the inside, the destructive thoughts are consuming me and making me insane.