Anger (Poem)

As the sun burned against my skin,
My cheeks were dry.

Yet, deep inside my heart was crying.

Anger was stealing my energy.
Pain was making me feel weak.

Was this really going to be the end
Of me & you?

Answers.

You kept demanding them.
I had none to give.

Pride stuck in my throat.
Rendering me incapable of
Making myself understood.

You didn't understand at all.
Neither did I.

"Take back your ring, I don't think I should have it any longer."

You said this,
Without any form of emotion.
Your face gave nothing away.
I fought ... really fought ... to control my own.

It sounded like you were saying good-bye,
And I wasn't prepared for that single word.
Not now, not ever.

Words.
You were full of them.
I was empty of it.

It created an invisible bridge,
Between us.

One that was filled with your words
But not mine.

One that was filled with your logic
But not mine.

And as the sun burned against my skin,
The tears started to flow.

Was this really going to be the end
Of me & you?





There will never be a right time to say good-bye.

Alone (Poem)

Standing at the back of that crowded train,
I try to push back the pain,
But my skin is already stained
With memories and tears.

I tried to hold on to your heart,
But it slipped through my fingers
I never heard it shatter.

You must have taken it back
A long time ago.

Before today,
I thought nothing could be softer than
A single teardrop hitting the ground,
And a heart being cut into two.

You proved me wrong.

After today,
I lost three quarters of my faith in love,
I lived the painful meaning of a heartbreak,
I learned a little more about being brave.

And right now,
I just want to close my eyes &
forget



you.



I will hold on
To the one quarter that's left.

Swinging (Poem)

Swinging creates that illusion of flying
As I push off from the ground
Soaring high into the deep blue sky
I swing all the way up, before falling back down

Memories flashed by my eyes
Good ones and bad
There were those that made me smile
And those that made me sad


Up;
When I got back home
On my birthday’s eve
Mom & Dad threw me a surprise party
Under the falling autumn leaves

Blew out my birthday candles,
One, two, three, four, five
I tried my best not to cry
For I will never forget
The love I saw in my parents' eyes


Down;
Society is a complicated thing,
A language I couldn't comprehend
No matter what I did, I just couldn't fit in
Why? I really didn't understand.

Then puberty struck,
Pimples popping up on skin
I started worrying about my weight,
I started wanting to be thin.


Up;
I had a crush on a boy
With the most amazing brown eyes
Whenever he was near
I melted into nothing but sighs

His name decorated my front page
I got his number from a friend
He trapped my heart in a cage
Yet crushes such as this
Were destined to a bittersweet end.


Down;
Told my best friend a secret
She swore the pinkie swear
Yet the next day, everybody in school knew
It was more than I could bear

I confronted her, she denied
I did not believe, I knew she lied
I lost something in the most horrible way
I lost a friend that very day.


Up;
I finally learn
Happiness does not have a price
Love cannot be forced

Just be true to yourself
And maybe one day,
You’ll find the answers.

Rainbow Girl (Poem)

She was transparent on the inside out,
For all the colours had escaped from her heart.
Seeping out through her eyes,
The rainbow tears screamed down her cheeks,
And turned her skin into a technicoloured dream.

She was a rainbow girl no doubt,
The saddest one you'll ever meet.
Her heart is a black, empty husk now,
Her colours are stuck on her sleeve.


For all to see, but never truly understand.

Nightmare (Short Story)

She knew she was trapped in a nightmare. For one thing, there was this unexplainable sense of loss tugging at her heart. The pain was another far bigger reminder that this was no ordinary dream.

Her eyes searched around desperately, seeking for the only person who could help her escape.

But she couldn't find him.

Yet, just when she was about to give up hope, he appeared.

Buoyed by relief and love, she ran to him and hugged him tightly.

Everything is going to be all right now, she thought, smiling widely up at him.

Then she looked into his eyes.

And suddenly, reality crept into the dream and stung her hard.

He was the cause of this nightmare, the cause of all the tears shed at night before she went to sleep.

'Why?' she whispered to those cold, distant eyes, of a boy who once claimed he loved her more than anything else in the world.

His lips moved, but it was as if the nightmare had turned those words mute, into a silent stream of answers, excuses and lies that she would never have understood anyway.

"You'll be okay," he finally said in an audible voice.

How do you know? she wanted to ask, How can you assume that the process to being okay will not be painful? How can you do this to me when you were the one who promised me from the beginning that you would never hurt me?

But it was the first, last, and only line she heard from him before he pulled away from her and started walking.

Quick, short steps.

As if he couldn’t wait to get away from this nightmare, this dream … her.

"Wait," she called out to him. "Don't do this to us."

Don't leave me when I need you the most.

It was a silent plea, but the words echoed loudly in her heart.

He stopped, and turned to look back at her. He didn’t say anything, but she could read the unspoken answer, the unmistakable hurt in his eyes.

It is already too late.

And so she started running, harsh sobs racking her body as she sped across the endless terrain of the nightmare.

But no matter how fast she ran, it was like as though she couldn’t escape the pain. And his face seemed to have seared into her brain, no matter how hard she tried to forget.

Slow down, an inner voice whispered to her,

You have to accept the pain. Only then can you move on, one step at a time.

So she listened, she stopped, and she waited.

The pain washed over her in endless waves, overwhelming her to a point that she sank to her knees.

Tears silently streamed down her cheeks, she closed her eyes and willed herself to forget.

It felt like days, months, years, centuries. She didn’t know how long. Time seemed to have no control over this nightmare.

But when she finally opened her eyes, she knew she was strong enough to escape this cage that she’d allowed herself to be trapped in.

Slowly, she got up and started running again. This time, the pain had reduced to a dull ache in her heart.

It was still there, but she knew that in time to come, it would be forgotten.

And for the first time in a long while, she smiled.