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Things Not Seen


Your face

I sit in this room,
you face haunts me and so does my mind.
"Will I ever see you again?"
"Why did u do that to me"
I ask myself as I cry myself to sleep...


I cry

I cry out the sky,
Hoping for death,
Carry me to your kingdom of heaven,
Or thrust me to the depths of hell.
I wait in pain,
For a reply,
But I never receive,
My release from life,
I suffer the heartbreak,
The torture,
The agony,
And God does nothing,
To help his child.


Aisuru Tegami (love letter)

I miss you,
The feel of your lips,
The love in your eyes,
Features no photograph can manipulate.

I miss you,
The way you talk,
The life in your laugh,
Things no cassette and imitate.

I miss you,
Why did you leave?
Where did you go?
Please tell me so i may right the wrong.

I know broke your heart,
I know I made you cry,
But please give me one more chance,
One last time,
One more time,
To love again.



In the ending

I never thought it would end this way,
I always thought nothing would change,
But I was wrong.

As kids we never got along.
We would bully each other endlessly.
But times have changed,
And we fell in love.

A powerful force drew us together,
Making one moment seem like forever,
And one kiss seem like a life-long love.

As time crawled on,
We grew closer.
Your friends said no,
And so did mine,
But we kept going,
Never ending.

As your love grew out of the confines of our relation,
We thought of taking the next step.
Nobody supported the plan,
But as long as our hearts beat as one,
Nothing shall shatter the bond.

I never knew the girl that I once despised,
Would become my lover.
Nor could I have predicted this ending,
The ending most first relations never reach,
The ultimate end,
To the tale of our love.


Akuma (devil)

Darkness is all,
All they see in me,
All they know in me.
They consider me a devil,
A monster.
They know not,
Of why I am,
Who I am.
They know not,
Of the pain,
Of the feeling that your are a trigger,
For the pain of others.
They know not,
Of the sting of words,
Shot from your own cannon.
In their eyes and minds,
I am,
Akuma.

by chris wakfer