Y-ME/X (#Graph#)

DeathUnderneathThe Firement

When the act becomes pathological – it is then easier to carry out falsehood.

Concern begins to diminish and what was once an act of sorrow and remorse is now happiness and comfort.

There is no longer a lingering of turbulence, in fact, my character is unapologetic.

I once reflected like time indefinite.

I tried to catch the glass tiles; before they fell.

Without a smile, I asked if you can turn on the stereo.

I wanted to play this old song, about love.

At one time, I thought it was OK for us to communicate, but we simply have no identification with each other anymore.

It’s no longer that ‘Awkward’ silences which truly make it uncomfortable, rather the remembrance of our structure.

We simply forgot to water the plants that day and now the weeds have choked up the smallest hint of life which existed.

Allowing my alter-ego to take over only seemed justified when you no longer bore my true nature.

I couldn’t be true ‘REAL’ with you because there were too many questions.

No, we didn’t have to agree on everything, but we should not have to fight around the details of something.

The noise of my mask reiterates the gloom and ugly, you desperately ignored in our broken relationship.

Did I forget to tell you my name? My name is Y-Me – it is a name that carefully defines the function behind our pantomimed motives.

Why me?

Because you never liked being responsible for your actions.

You rather me but instead the motive behind me, crouches at your door! 

You will have to face it, in the final judgment.

But until then, I leave you a graph, I’ll leave it to you, to measure the axis and right angles.

Perhaps, you’ll define the variables in relation to your ‘X’.

I remember writing this almost a year ago, on the cracks of my relationship with X, and it came back to me, because of a similar manifestation I had recently. A lot of these words could be taken as a bit bitter, but I truly believe the graph will be marked. The house is dissolved, and the skeletons are given a new name!

Sleepless Rumors

The rumor has been put to sleep, and the death of delusional magic has arrived.

I’ve been met with the warmth of clouds before; except they have been on the ground.

Fresh dew; appearing on the grass. These clouds have fallen down and I’ve walked through their weightless and Nonexistent feeling before.

At last; in this proclamation, every instinct of unanswered meaning will awaken.

A long sleep has plagued its awareness.

For the sake of her; the composition has been largely forgotten and deceived.

Years have gone by and have traced marks of hallucinations and ecstasy. However, the heart is placed back to the giver who created its intention. Destiny is obedient to the will of its purpose.

It’s easy to look at Valentines Day, as a day where all lovers come and remember the love they shared. BUT, love should be much more than that! IN fact, sometimes when leaving a relationship, we did not realize how long we have been sleeping. Sometimes a very hard relationship, that is not meant to last, really plagues our relationship and outlook. Now, the rumor is put to sleep, and we can now walk through these clouds! 🙂 We can awaken because the meaning has set forth. We often abandon the composition of who we are. Today is meant to be loved in nature! Go outside, and enjoy the awakening where you are!