Category: Heart

I still remember distinctly
sleeping with my ears on alert,
knowing that you are out there
and in all kinds of danger.
I remember opening my door
ten times in the night
and breathing an inaudible sigh
in pin drop silence outside.
Each time, over and over again
I learned that I could feel
helplessness and relief,
together in the same breath.

© seekingmypeace

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Gaps

There are gaps,
everywhere,
so many of them
that my mind is searching
always
for where they came from.
It places them constantly
to my failures,
to my passions
because it fails to believe
that one person,
that I never even had
to begin with,
can leave so many potholes
in this shadowy dump
I call my heart.

© seekingmypeace

Dreams that wake me

The repercussions
of a disturbed sleep
are the dreams,
the ones you get
when you have woken once.
The thoughts that chase you
then
stay with you
and your dreams become
the alternate realities;
seeing your worst fears come true
and then waking up
with a sweaty forehead,
heart racing fast
is what my masochist heart
craves for ❤️

© seekingmypeace

As a person who is affected by very less things, I can’t do much when my mind and heart plot against me, except sit back and enjoy the horror show every morning.

Drops

I will disappear into this cloud of nothingness and make sure the winds turn the other way But even then I can’t guarantee you that when there will be showers some days, they would not fall on you, despite my efforts. ©seekingmypeace

You have my heart
and the little amount of treasures
that I cherish,
that’s definitely the biggest one.
I know it’s not a treasure for you
but when I meet you
on the other side,
I hope you use it
to find the key to my soul,
and make it yours forever.

©seekingmypeace

Someday, I’ll see you on the other side and that’s when you’ll have me, have us.

Hi guys!

I took a break as life was getting too real for me. I have been writing but I couldn’t get myself to post. So, I will start posting what I have written in this break period.

Love,

GG

Veins

I tore the pages away
that tugged at the strings of your heart
Each by each,
they took away the memories
and with it,
the sorrows of your absence.
I didn’t believe it
until I saw the pale blue veins
strike up a new flow,
the amalgamation of blue with red
and the new blood,
red, crimson, maroon.
The body feels better, it feels new
but the heart is still confused
when it skips a beat
everytime it looks at you ♥️

©seekingmypeace

Everytime the gates open,
I think of you
and I think of us.
Maybe the future isn’t bright,
it’s always uncertain,
so I think of things
that are certain;
I want you
and I have you,
and with that,
the gates can close now
and I can move away.

©seekingmypeace