End of the Summer

It was end of the summer
And my heart was broken
but i was smiling, laughing, making jokes
Like there was nothing bleeding inside

As always.

Bleeding for a decade

For a decade,
We bleed like there is no hell but the earth
We bleed like we were born to dare
We bleed like there is nothing alive inside.

We find a clue
After a decade
Bleeding is just to breath
Simply keeps us alive.

In this story
I am the poet
You're the poetry.

Mean words

Once upon a time,
I loved you
But I will never
I swear.

And life goes on like this,
an uncomplete poem.

I love you in my very own way.
Like a stone loves the mosses around it
Like a sea loves the pebbles in it
Like a coincidence...
Taking you as the way you are,
With all the bruises, scars and broken parts all around you and your heart.

I love you in my very own way
By throwing the stone, the mosses, the sea and the pebbles to your head
Like i want to kill you.
Just because of envying the love
That my heart spend on you.