Machs Nix

On tiptoe—careful not to make a sound. Afraid that the broken pieces of my heart would further shatter if I miss a step. If I choose to carry the shame in silence, will it hurt less? I can’t even grieve for the things that I lost. Lost—I lost something. My safe place, my clarity. A…

A Gloomy Letter

When I’m gone from this world, how will you remember me? Will you miss the memories of our past? The kisses we shared, the nights we cherished Will you shed a tear for my pain? Will you recognize my face from afar? When I disappear from your grasp Will you miss my sweet embraces? The…

Bees and Clover

I wrote this letter to apologise. This is not an elaborate ploy or a frolic alibi. I need to get this off of my chest, not because of guilt or contrition, but because you deserve it. I might have hurt you in the past, unintentionally, I might have said something offensive and judgmental, I was…

Pills and Doubts

  You were in the middle of a public opprobrium when we found each other, you were broken and beyond recognition, I didn’t know you but you had my sympathy, I shared your pain, I understood your hate because what you faced at the time was a battle I lost a few years ago. I…

The Last Kiss

Take me back to the day we first met I’d turn around, I’ll look the other way Because I know how this would end. Your smile would bring colour to my grey rainy days Your touch would blow me out of my mind a thousand times Your kiss would drown my senses, begging for more.…

The Lemon Avenue

  A dilapidated house sat in the middle of nowhere, the walls have deteriorated through years of neglect, the roof was damaged by elements of lies and deception. It was a four-walled dungeon hidden behind the guilty eyes of the damned fools who tried to salvage its existence. As the howling of birds succumbed into…

Private Demon

“Don’t dwell on the past, it’s going to weigh you down, it’s going to leave you shattered and empty" I have a very profound definition of hate. Hate is always a part of my personality, after all, I hate myself, I am not really in peace with my inner character. I am haunted by a…

Knives

And there it was Behold the beast of despair Standing in front of me Eyes that know no forgiveness Mouth that spits disgrace Moving closer It grinned with malice I closed my eyes, ready to perish Accepted my fate Embraced my private demon For no matter how it could hurt me I could never hate…

Diabolus

We all have secrets. We all have something to hide, something to protect about ourselves, something unacceptable. We all have sins. We all have different faces behind closed door, a face we don't want other people to see, a face we keep to vindicate our hidden iniquities, a face we can't afford to lose.  I…

Mr. Nobody

I didn't really know how to write about you, I am not even sure if you're worth any empathy, I shouldn't think of you anymore, your memory isn't something I look forward to remember, but I don't hate you, No, hate is an overstatement, I don't feel any of it, at all. You were an…