Confusion

What can I write?

When I’ve written it all before

When am sad, alone , happy and hurt

I’ve said it all before,

But inside my pen isn’t dry yet,

I wonder what does it mean.

Have I left something unsaid

Do I still have thoughts in my head?

I don’t know whether there is more to write

Or am I just imaging this fight

Does my words have to rhyme

Or can I go out of the frame this time.

I don’t know! I wish I did

But after all I am but a human

I’ll do the best that I can now

The rest will be resolved. Somehow

Eyes Wide Open

We've been together for long
I've been so happy with you
For years it was perfect
Until the truth came out
My eyes were forced wide open
I saw what I didn't wanna see
What everybody knew from the beginning
And what I refused to believe
Lying and deceiving and not what you seemed
I wasted my years being there for you
Giving you what you need
I loved you, I cared I gave you my own
Now when it's all over am standing all alone
With nothing but shock
But now that's all over
My time is wasted but I see
The true beast that you can be
I am blind no more for that am glad
I can see the miserable thing you really are


You can know someone for sooo long and never realize how they really are, until you are forced by life to face their true self, at that moment beware cause you probably will meet someone new
that poem was written when i realized that a friend i knew for soo long isn't who i though i knew

A Show Called My Life

We do go on living I wonder why
Do we have to? what if we had enough?
Couldn't we just raise our hand and quit
Do we have to stay till the end of that show
I hate it. don't I have a say, since am it's heroine
Why don't anyone listen to me
Why do I have to be there till the end?
Can't at least I take a break
Pause a little while, to go to the restroom
Don't I have a say about it
Can't I just leave the show?
I don't like it, I wanna quit
But is it an option? I think not.
I shall never commit such a sin,
Even such seductive and sweet sin.
I shall stick to the end
Whether I like it or not
I'll stay and watch that bad show
The show called my life


P.S
I honestly believe this is one of the worst poems ever written but I'd post it anyway

The Rape

Walking in the dark alley
Trying to hurry out
Afraid of what can happen
If she didn't leave it fast

An arm is wrapped around her waist
So fast and so strong
Grabbing her with cold blade on her neck
Her heart is drumming in her ear

"Don't say a word and may be you'll survive"
Tears falling down her face
"Don't hurt me, please"
Trembling with fear she said

His fingers like spiders crawling
Down under her skirt
She tries to push back
But the cold blade make her stop

Thrown down on the ground
Feels the filth and dirt on the floor
Throws his whole weight on her
She just can't take it no more

She fights back don't care about her life
She just wants out
Feeling the Punches and kicks
She taste the blood in her mouth

The cold blade and his weight
Makes her just give in,
Just enough for him to get it over with
Pinned down the floor she cries out loud

He stands with a grin on his face
Spit on her and leave her dead
She slowly gets up, and leave the dark alley
A murdered girl still alive.