My poems

Thou have nodding acquaintance with something

As thee couldn't clear the air,

Thou make amends for something in a grey area,

Thou owe her an apology,

But he won't get over the mess any longer,

It's beyond somebody,

The lady become bolshie,

Her sadness signify nothing,

Thou couldn't make amends for something,

That was the worst!

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Nobody knows this smile that I wear

bring me down,

They think that I'm too happy,

Nobody understand the way I stand

may bring me to the ground,

They think I'm tough enough,

They even don't know that I'm almost fall,

Nobody know the crack in my soul

when you are all gone,

They think that I'll be okay,

Nobody know that I'm crying late in the midnight

when all of our memories flashed by,

They think that I'm too big to cry.

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He's a part and parcel of in a life of mine,

I've been condemned into a life of forlorn,

That violence had killed my emotions,

Throw away the sweetest smile

and paid by a glaring eyes,

Slowly, sadness creeping along the way into my life

chased all the happiness,

Now that I'm almost ruined

and he's still there,

Refuse to admit his stupid mistakes at all,

He's not gallant to do so,

I've tried hard to recover from this nightmare,

I've struggle to find the lost pieces of me,

So that I can complete me again.

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There's a girl standing outside the door,

Waiting for him to come out

and reach her hand,

Promised her that he will never let her go,

She's just hoping,

But..

He will never come out,

It's a day where all the feelings had died,

Now..

She's just a dead girl,

Walking along the way to nowhere,

She sit here crying,

Screaming and hating,

She's counting the time to die,

She got nothing more to do with this fake world!

Day by day,

She's still there,

Not an ordinary girl anymore,

She's an emotionless,

Waiting for the death angel..

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An empty space full of darkness,

She's still there for a moment,

Being emotionless,

She's a junky,

Never got enough of it!

She's not too tough to be a killer,

Nevertheless,

She's still hoping

For a chance to kill him like he'd killed

her feeling away!

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A part of parcel in a life of forlorn

would be in pretty pain,

Nobody understand what she gone through,

Growing along the way of life,

Learning by adapted from others,

Who doesn't care about her,

Now she still there,

Wishing to get out of this mess,

And bring back happiness.