You

    I saw you when I looked at the moon.
    I heard you in the silence of the walk back home.
    I felt you with every step I took.
    On this long road. Somewhere among the stars.
    You were everywhere. You were everything.
    I carried you with me, the emotions that kept my heart alive.
    An illusion. A phantom. Someone that only exists within me.
    Yet you somehow became more than that.
    Conquering the stars. Taking over the landscape ahead.
    Nothing was left untouched.
    You were in the earth I walked on. In the rising sun at dawn.
    You were everything.
    My beginning, my end.
    You were my breath of air.

Blossom

    He looked small against their intimidating eyes. His great height didn't show, he seemed to be shrinking with each passing minute. Even though he was shivering with fear, he didn't wither. Even though his eyes were darting left and right, he didn't lower his head.

    Yet it was evident that he stood no chance against them.

    Our eyes met for a split second. His pleading eyes. His whimpering lips. His flustered cheeks. They awakened the resentment within me, the determination to save him from this injustice. I wanted to reach out, my hands desperate to help him.

    I stood up, silencing all of the doubts & fears inside of me. I stood up, all eyes shooting towards me. I stood up, in the middle of the classroom, in the midst of the chaos.

    Followed by curious stares, I had done what no one has ever dared to do.

    I held my hand out to him, ending all of his sufferings. Years of continuous harassment. Days of never ending violence.

    With just a few words exchanged, everything began to blossom.

Dark Thoughts

    It felt like I was getting stabbed over and over again.

    What was it that I did, what was it that I said, what crime, what sin, just what did it take for the knives to pierce my heart, cut my flesh wide open, exposing my insides for the crowd to ridicule. No pain, no soreness, no agony.

    Only the never-ending despair.

    You, the one with the eyes of steel, shooting bullets with just one look. You, the one in control, taking over my thoughts as you please. Towering over me, strangling me, corrupting me. Weak under your spell, trapped in this loop of a nightmare.

    "This is not the end", you said, with a knife ready to spill blood.

    "I will not let it end", you uttered, the blade almost touching my throat.

    "You won't regret it", you claimed, a wound already forming where the metal met skin.

    A sharp inhale of breath. A rapid heartbeat. A hopeless scan of the surroundings. All eyes were on me, stripping me of my identity, stealing the last strand of trust I had left, ripping my humanity to shreds, tearing my senses apart, until I was no longer worthy of existing.

    Empty.

   "After all, you deserve all this", it whispered, and the smell of blood filled the room.

Medicine

    It was his smile.

    That look he gave me was enough to put my train of spiraling thoughts to a sudden halt. Eyes overflowing with pity, searching my face for any hint of sadness, exposing all the despair hidden within me. That look did everything to me, completely annihilating the hopelessness planted inside my head, turning my insides upside down, making my heart demand more, stealing the air within my lungs, holding on to the breath keeping me alive.

    One look was all that took him to shatter me.

    But he didn't know of the power he held in his small gestures.

    His brief smiles made me want more, craving for any sort of acknowledgement, torturing me with fake interest, drugging me with a sense of comfort, overdosing me with all sorts of thoughts.

    I've become addicted. To his smiles. To his one-time looks. To his mischievous eyes. To his mess of a hair.

    But he didn't know that.

    Just the thought of him eased my pain.

    He was a medicine with the deadliest side-effect.

Starry Night

    You were beautiful.

    That look you had on your face, looking up to the sky, reflecting the entire galaxy in your eyes. Your cheeks splashed with mystical constellations, I wanted to connect them, to know about all the stories hidden behind them. I memorized all of your features. Those beautiful lips of yours, your breathtaking soft skin, my eyes have claimed them all.

    You were more magical than the sky above.

    Sitting on the roof that night, in utter silence, I could only hear my racing heart, beating against my chest, eager to let out all of what it's been concealing all those years. All the hidden feelings, thoughts and fantasies. I wanted you to know. I wanted you to see me. I wanted us to have a chance,

    The passing wind blew over us, your fair hair making the slightest movement, your lips painting the faintest smile. We inched closer, your hand reaching out to hold mine, your head resting on my shoulder. Our synchronized heartbeats creating a melody, emitting warmth against the cold night.

    Seconds felt like am eternity. A moment stretched out forever.

    Without looking at you, I opened my mouth to say the words.

    

    And you did too. Under the starry night. Beneath the luminous moon.

    You looked beautiful.

Euphoria

    Euphoria.

    That's what I feel when I see you. An overwhelming feeling of happiness.

    Just by looking at you, all these feelings bloom within me. Curiosity, attraction, admiration, one after the other, all these flowers blossom. I become a garden of emotions, and you're the one watering my sentiments. Day by day, these plants grow, they become greener, more vibrant, more colourful.

    My desire grows everyday.

    Because of one lingering gaze. Because of one flashing smile. Because of one helping hand. Because it's you. Radiating warmth, care, and affection. Ever so friendly, ever so tender, ever so fond.

    But not towards me.

    I search for those feelings when looking into your eyes. I don't find any of that warmth or tenderness, but complete blankness instead. Those eyes I grew to love are filled with harsh coldness, completely frozen.

    That's how it ended before it even started. The storm demolished the flowers that took forever to bloom. Piece by piece, petal by petal. Withering into nothingness. This never-ending blizzard. Your emotionless eyes. How did the clouds form this fast?

    Walking back on the crushed leaves, with nothing in sight, a monochrome mixture of black and grey. Except for one remaining sunflower, raising its head towards the peeking sun, seeking out its warmth.

    Euphoria.

Lost

   It's Burning. This path I've chosen. A great flame turning everything to ashes. Nothing around me is staying still. Falling, falling, into the pits of this inferno. Dancing along with the fire as they meet their ends.

   I'm lost in the midst of this firestorm. One step forward and I'll burn. One step backward and I'll cease to exist. My legs tremble, knowing that they're unable to save me. My eyes close, choosing not to witness my own doom. My heart races, in fear of the inevitable.

   I stand there, frozen in place.

   Alone, because that's what I'm meant to be. I wait for the moment when all of this will come to an end. I wait for the flames to tire and die. I wait for my legs to stop shaking, my eyes to open, and my heart to accept its fate.

   And when it does, I'm engulfed by darkness. Knowing this cycle way too well, I move into the shadows. Blinded by this pitch black void. No one could ever find me here.

   I'm lost all again.