Where every soul’s a playwright bold,
Their tales rehearsed, their lies retold.
They pen my part with ink so sly,
While I just watch and wonder why.
I trust, they twist, again, again,
Their smiles the masks that hide the pain.
Each act they play, each line they throw,
Turns my belief into a show.
The movie’s hit, the crowd's in cheer,
But I’m the fool trapped year to year.
My heart the stage, my hopes the scenes,
Their words cut sharp behind the screens.
Most wear my face — my very own,
Yet leave me standing all alone.
The rest like pawns in games of kings,
Just pieces moved on broken strings.
They laugh, they lie, they bend the truth,
They steal the sunlight from my youth.
But still I rise, though bruised and torn,
A better script I’ll write at dawn.
So let them play, let curtains fall,
I'll write the truth beneath it all.
And when the lights begin to fade,
They'll find I wasn’t just betrayed—
I was reborn in every line,
A story strong, uniquely mine.-
His tone has changed, he's not the same,
No longer smiling like in that old frame.
He walks along, he plays the part,
But hides away his broken heart.
He falls, but rises, strong and tall,
No longer fears the chance to fall.
He longs to swim in waters deep,
Yet never turns where shores may keep.
He stays within the darkened space,
No light reflects upon his face.
Perhaps life's truths have left him scarred,
And now he keeps his heart guarded hard.
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You know the next words, yet silence remains,
A choice you make to lessen the pains.
Why do you pause? Why hold it inside?
Is it the child in you, too scared to confide?
You have the answers, you know what's true,
But some words can wound, can cut right through.
So you step back, let kindness stay,
Shielding a heart that could break today.
I can't be cruel, though sometimes I try,
For I've known the ache of a tear-stained sky.
So I soften my voice, let patience suffice,
Because I remember everything, so I stay nice !!-
If we never met ….!!!!
I’d be drunk and waking up
in someone else’s bed,
………….
I’d be lost in a room of fake friends
What if we never left Ashville
It all happened for a reason
It all comes back to you-
You knew it all, yet played along,
The glass that turned my high to wrong.
You knew the joints that made me fly,
Yet still, you chose to watch me cry.
The smoke was beautiful, soft and bright,
Yet tears fell silent in the night.
Lost in the haze, I slipped away,
Oblivion called—I chose to stay.
I am the one, my love, you see,
Yet you let the darkness swallow me.
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Three drinks with friends, the night felt light,
Now three whole pitchers drown my sight.
Sunsets with her, a love so bright,
Now I just lay awake till night.
A simple ride would clear my head,
Now I just drink alone instead.
Seven shots to chase the pain,
Yet all I feel is numb again.
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You remember some days,
You live some,
You mourn most,
When the day comes,
You run at your heart’s beat
Without knowing where it’s gonna lead you
You still decide to !!-
An ocean full of thoughts,
Waves rumbling with memories,
The night sky longs to be hugged,
Whispers of quiet mysteries.
A small boat drifts, alone,
Keeping its cool, steady, true,
In the midst of endless unknown,
The sailor sighs, pondering through.
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The days today that you spent with
The moments when you speak with
The uptime you hear with
The seconds you replay with
That’s what you are !!-
In the depths of reminiscence, I tread,
A journey back through paths once led,
Nostalgia's gentle, bittersweet embrace,
Guides me back to a familiar place.
Through trials endured, lessons learned,
Each stumble, each fall, a page turned,
In the sands of time, I see,
The angel who shaped my destiny.
Her presence, like a guiding light,
Through darkest hours, through the night,
She taught me to embrace the change,
To rise above, to rearrange.
With grateful heart, I now pursue,
The dreams I once thought out of view,
For she, the catalyst, the spark,
Ignited hope within the dark.
Emotions swell, tears may fall,
As I recall her words, her call,
To believe in myself, to strive, to soar,
To become who I was meant for.
So here I stand, on my own track,
With newfound strength, I won't look back,
For though I can never thank her enough,
I'll honor her with each step, each bluff.
In this moment, nostalgia's wave,
I'll cherish, I'll hold, I'll brave,
For in her, I found my truth, my song,
And with gratitude, I'll journey on.-