The Fool

The girl sits by the window
Watching as the world go by
Time seems to be moving so slow
She wished that it’ll just fly
She fell in love with an old friend
She thought that it would be her joy
Instead she’s filled with hurt and pain
And it’s all because of the feelings she has for the boy
The boy made her laugh when she cried
The boy made her smile when she frowned
The boy made her feel safe and loved
The boy did all that when she felt her world was crumbling around her
He evoked emotions that made her feel as though as she’s flying high above
The high she felt was temporal when she discovered that he had another love
That other love felt as deeply for him as she herself did
What then do you call the girl trapped within this web?
She’s spiraling into darkness for all the feelings she felt
She cares for the other love but she can’t help but still be in love with the boy
She understands why the other love fell for the boy
She knows the other love needs the boy
She feels like a rag doll, her emotions are tossing around
She knows he loves her and means no harm
She knows that he loves her just as much as she loves him
So the girl conflicted by her emotions, decides to take her life
A bottle of sleeping pills to aid in her escape
Unfortunately, she just ends up in hospital attached to some device
So what does one call this girl?
A fool in love or just someone too dumb to face the reality that she’ll never have him
God gave her another chance to live her life now
How she wished time flew so fast so she did not have to think what she has to do
Time heals all wounds that is what people say
But who are they?
The girl is just a fool come what may, she will still love the boy till the end of her days.

Conflict

My emotions are conflicting with my beliefs
My passion is conflicting with my religion
Conflicted emotions derived from the turmoil within me
Just makes me wish that I was buried 7 feet deep in the ground
Let the worms burry into my lifeless body
Let the scorpions have their fill of me
Let the snakes slither around me
Let my body enrich the soil
Let the beauty of nature grow above my grave
Nothing will stop me from feeling these emotions
They seem to be engraved into my damaged heart
Pain, deep at the bottom of my heart
Aches, especially whenever it realizes the conflict that it’ll faces
A situation that I cannot escape
A grave has been dug
This empty shell longs to be in it
To not feel any more pain
To not feel any more sorrow
To feel nothing at all….
To not feel any more pain
To not feel any more sorrow
To feel nothing at all….

Straws

Sometimes I wonder what I am doing with my life
I am not happy nor am I satisfied with what I have achieved
I’ve gone through so much strife
Just to get to what I had set out to achieve
I’m almost there… but that is just a piece of paper
And a wealth of knowledge and information
But I do not feel that erratic beat of my heart
That tells me that I am happy
The joyous feeling that I had as I chased after tadpoles in the muck
The anticipatory emotions that I had as I climbed an Acacia tree
The exhilaration of seeing the view atop the tree
None…none of those feelings are felt now
Instead I am constantly filled with the sense of sorrow
As though I am grappling to thin straws
That the love I found was not mine to have and to hold
Doomed to be left in solitude as the years take its toll