To fill the bottomless hole.

And so she stood before him.

Her defences shed —
A broken mask of confidence
Nothing but a silken fabric
Of her humanity wrapped
Around an emptiness inside.

"Do you see it?" she asked,
"Can you now see my soul?"

He looked confused
(It must be another trick question,
he thought, hesitantly,
as she purred so many times before)

But this time, he chose not to lie:
"What's there to see?"
he replied, softly

"It's no longer there."
She tried to laugh, so honestly
But all that came out was a sigh

He stayed silent; she started to cry.

Was it because of what she lost
And its reality breaking
The fragile facade of her smile?
Or was it his words—
Its seeming truthfulness:
Both harsh and kind

After a while, she thought aloud
"Have you seen it?"
Carefully, he looked her in the eye.

And in a whisper, as all liars would,
"I still do."
Those three words
Didn't matter, never at all.

She remembered well
How those echoes got her heart lost
Still, she believed it — him
In desperate need
To fill a bottomless hole.

The Same Monster

I always wished for a change.
But within,
I'm still the same monster
Under that flashy skin.

I will never understand
My freaking nature.

Death keeps on visiting me,
Quoting in my ears.
Verses of war
And sad songs from the Dead Sea.

I always wished for a change.
But within,
I'm still the same monster,
The same monster, The same monster.

I remember Clear ; Collar Bone

In Elementary school,
I had a crush on a girl for 3 years.
She left one day
And never came back.

I never said a word to her.
Because I am very careful
At how I choose my words.

I see her again,
And she tells me that
She's sure that I don't remember her.

But I remember clear.
That ponytail that lingered,
On the side of her collar bone.