Little me

 

I listen to your voice

I hear the whispers, the charms,

But I still hate my soul.

I listen to the gift, the song

I listen to the child in my head

But, as i grow old

I hate her even more.

 

I hate her, because she let herself down

In front of the one,

The one that whispered lies

Waiting for her to go down

And, I look back to my old memories,

They just throw sadness over me

Oh, you, beautiful sadness,

Just take me with you

And free me of this torment,

This endless torture

This sickening silence of being alone.

 

I hate that every time i look at you,

I see my past

The betrayal,

The one that is holding my dream

Is the one that’s dancing on me,

That’s crushing my bones

Killing my soul.

 

And after i gave you

The best thing on earth,

You left me in vain

To deal with the pain

Like nothing else mattered,

But the sorrow of you laughter

That we once were

The melody of the world.

 

But, at the end of the day,

The night comes again and

I feel sick to my stomach

And i want you to bleed

The pain that you give,

And i wish you the best

So you can fall harder at,

the end.

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Rotten away

 

If she was to remember

The life that she had,

Every bit of her soul would leave her unalive.

And as she remembered the hurt,

She felt that the most inhuman part of her was made out of flesh-

The flesh that was rotten

The flesh that she let the time consume.

But instead, it was consumed by her own friend,

The kind of friend she would give her life for.

But as she left her soul with them,

Those friends who had eaten her alive,

Those friends for whom she was never enough,

Stabbed her existence carelessly while she was left unspoken, disturbed, and alone.

And with an unkind illness, in which she could trust no one.

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Her

 

She feels lost

She feels useless

She feels like that box on her drawer that has nothing special in it

She is good at so many things,

But she feels like nothing makes her special.

 

Instead of learning

Jealousy takes her over when she sees something done better

And that makes her feel even more inhumane.

 

Nothing is ever good enough

It is never enough how much she has tried

And she never feels complete

This is her uncompleted,

Unfinished,

Empty,

Alone…

An empty mess.

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Pain 

 

You were my stars and sun,

You were the moon and sky

I thought you were my trust,

But you couldn’t even trust yourself.

I always felt like the thorns of your rose

You would get rid of me easily if i didn’t complete your unspoken expectations

I always felt like the rain in your sunny days,

Always avoiding me,

Always being the outsider of your sorrowful home,

I always felt like the lightning

That strikes you with pain and horror.

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What i loved

 

I love autumn and spring

There is cold and there is warmth,

There is sun and there are clouds,

There is a little bit of everything,

There is a little bit of you in everything.

 

I love this kind of days,

When at the beginning of the day

The coldness takes you over

And then the sun surprises you with the warmth of its touch

But at the end of the day…

You are still cold like a usual spring or autumn night.

And that is what i loved about you

You seemed exciting,

This toxicity of yours

This behaviour which gave me thrills now bores me,

I was happy when you gave me nothing but your presence

Now your presence takes away nothing more than my happiness

And i have discovered that you don’t make any more sense than the fact that you are a beautiful lie,

Warm only when I am around.

 

Your touch was so cold

And it hurt so bad

That i could find warmth in it,

And your warm soul,

The soul that could not escape the ice

Only made me even more hurt and cold.

 

And that is why i loved you

That is why i despise you

And that is why i will let you be by yourself,

Because with me you are not a whole,

We are just a hole.

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The dark side of the moon

 

I brought the sun to the sky,

So she would just let me cry…

And i let it shine out the there,

So I could keep it here, in my mind…

You wait for me in the stars of the night,

The stars that always aligned,

But then she spoke,

The stranger part in me:

“The sun is on the other side”

She told me.

I just stood there glazing at it-

It looked like a mirror,

Two worlds in the same body:

“What do you want?”

I replied,

“You can’t get rid of me”

She said while dimming the spark.

I thought she would hide,

That she would be too afraid to die,

But instead she ran

And I got to her, 

And now she lost all her love.

 

Adriana Arsenescu