how can u look
straight into my eyes,
and see none of the pain
reflect from my glossy stare?
how can u spit lies
right to my face,
and feel none of the regret
from the shame?
how can u kiss me
so harsh and coldly,
and not understand
that your hurting us both?
i dont know what your doing,
of even why,anymore.
i dont see how u can break
such an innocent heart,
and keep smiling
that beautifully irritating smile.
i dont see how u could do this
to anyone who let u in so much,
and just shove them from your mind.
when i get close,
u verplaats further away.
when i smile,
yours fades.
when i laugh,
u become silent.
and when im gone,
youre at your happiest.
i dont see why i keep trying.
nothing i do is ever good enough.
and honestly,
u really just dont care.
thats how u can do
all the horrible things u do.
all because
u just dont give a shit.
straight into my eyes,
and see none of the pain
reflect from my glossy stare?
how can u spit lies
right to my face,
and feel none of the regret
from the shame?
how can u kiss me
so harsh and coldly,
and not understand
that your hurting us both?
i dont know what your doing,
of even why,anymore.
i dont see how u can break
such an innocent heart,
and keep smiling
that beautifully irritating smile.
i dont see how u could do this
to anyone who let u in so much,
and just shove them from your mind.
when i get close,
u verplaats further away.
when i smile,
yours fades.
when i laugh,
u become silent.
and when im gone,
youre at your happiest.
i dont see why i keep trying.
nothing i do is ever good enough.
and honestly,
u really just dont care.
thats how u can do
all the horrible things u do.
all because
u just dont give a shit.
Shaun
I'd pretended not to know anything. I tried to get over her, but I couldn't. It was too painful. It was too difficult.
I still blamed myself. I always would.
I did like she asked, I finished college. I moved to New York after graduation to begin my career as a child psychologist. I'd graduated early. Worked harder than was necessary. Ignored everything not school-related. Had a successful job interview. Accepted into a private practice.
I was miserable.
I still had to keep living; I knew I had to. I was twenty three when I moved there.
Twenty three when I decided to watch small children play in a park in the hope of learning something new.
She never failed to surprise me. Not ever.
I'd pretended not to know anything. I tried to get over her, but I couldn't. It was too painful. It was too difficult.
I still blamed myself. I always would.
I did like she asked, I finished college. I moved to New York after graduation to begin my career as a child psychologist. I'd graduated early. Worked harder than was necessary. Ignored everything not school-related. Had a successful job interview. Accepted into a private practice.
I was miserable.
I still had to keep living; I knew I had to. I was twenty three when I moved there.
Twenty three when I decided to watch small children play in a park in the hope of learning something new.
She never failed to surprise me. Not ever.
who will dare
to look without
one blind eye.
I dare.
Blindness lives here not!
I'm the one
who will speak
the truth,
releasing the memories
that eat my brain.
I dare.
Lies live here not!
I'm the one
who will
remember you,
the way u really are.
I dare.
Oblivion lives here not!
I'm the one
who will live
through the words,
even when my life
forget me.
I dare.
Emptiness lives here not!
I'm the one
who will encourage you,
even when your life
is dying slowly within
your mind.
I dare.
Surrender lives here not!
The Man With No Eyes Collection (4): Lately
I thought I lost u before u even left me.
That’s the message that your cloudy gaze sent me,
And now it’s become a glistening bubble of a memory.
Is it possible u regret me?
Is it possible that I’m empty?
Why else would I awake to find no one here except me?
Won’t anyone accept me?
My true face, not the stunning mask of the beautiful, bereft me?
Haunted riches; is it worth being wealthy?
The creeping outside my doors; they’re gonna get me.
And once they finish chopping me up, they’re gonna set me,
Ablaze, and then they’ll just forget me.
A meer grim tone and disorganized format were intentional for this one. Funny enough, the titel was the hardest part here. Trying to sum up this poem in just a word was difficult, but I think I found a good fit.
I thought I lost u before u even left me.
That’s the message that your cloudy gaze sent me,
And now it’s become a glistening bubble of a memory.
Is it possible u regret me?
Is it possible that I’m empty?
Why else would I awake to find no one here except me?
Won’t anyone accept me?
My true face, not the stunning mask of the beautiful, bereft me?
Haunted riches; is it worth being wealthy?
The creeping outside my doors; they’re gonna get me.
And once they finish chopping me up, they’re gonna set me,
Ablaze, and then they’ll just forget me.
A meer grim tone and disorganized format were intentional for this one. Funny enough, the titel was the hardest part here. Trying to sum up this poem in just a word was difficult, but I think I found a good fit.
What i want to do is to create something that speaks to kids of teens just like the Disney films and comicbooks did to me as a kid and thats why i´m trying to write a book and i´m going to try and get that published.
I really admire people who succed with writing a book,drawing comics of anything like that and i really hope that i can be one of them some day.
Shaun
I watched two little girls playing, watching one in particular. She reminded me painfully of Serena. The little girl pulled her friend to her feet and ran towards a woman that I recognized.
It was her. At first I was sure I was halluncinating.
Her dark hair was a little longer than I had seen it last. She was wearing a black pencil rok and a deep blue blouse. She looked happy as the girl ran up to her.
She hugged the little girl. Their hair was the same colour.
I watched numbly as Serena looked at the child with unfathomable love as she told her something.
Serena looked up at me, pain and shock evident on her face.
I watched two little girls playing, watching one in particular. She reminded me painfully of Serena. The little girl pulled her friend to her feet and ran towards a woman that I recognized.
It was her. At first I was sure I was halluncinating.
Her dark hair was a little longer than I had seen it last. She was wearing a black pencil rok and a deep blue blouse. She looked happy as the girl ran up to her.
She hugged the little girl. Their hair was the same colour.
I watched numbly as Serena looked at the child with unfathomable love as she told her something.
Serena looked up at me, pain and shock evident on her face.