oh what lovely creatures you are
spreading light
to that tiny space
amidst total darkness
haunts, taunts and butchers
If only I were a firefly
If only


“I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness” ~¬†Franz Kafka

Just Empty

I feel like pouring my heart out onto these blank pages,
Until my hands tremble,
My mind goes numb,
My heart explodes,
My insides empty,
Leaving me with Nothing.
No desires, no guilt,
No sadness, no hurt,
No joy, no love.

Just Empty.


You hear the cries of the trapped half
The wounded one
The one you barely recognise
The one you thought has died
Inhale. Hold. Exhale.
Maybe , you’ll se why.
You hear the thumping of the heart
Next to your chest
Ripping you apart
Hold still
Maybe, you’ll feel why.
You see the joy in the eyes
It has finally broken free
Close your eyes