Empty Walls

Each thought of you can hurt my mind, and mess up the sight. 
I can only allow you to leave, just stay responsible for what you did to me, so, When you leave..
Pick your story, Erase your memories, And close the door behind you. 
I don’t want anyone to open it, so, leave it locked, and swallow the key.
 
You’re evil,  for choosing my rest time to show up surprisingly.
You pop out of nowhere, to remind me of how much I messed up with you, so, please, don’t leave scars. 
All I’m about is missing you, I’m going crazy about you, half of me worried, and the other half don’t know what’s the right thing to do.
 
How is that even possible? 
To draw sadness on my face, that what makes you special, evil things you do best.
And the hardest part, is you forcing me to keep you in mind..
And everything around me makes me miss you.
I wake up each night checking on you, like a mother checkin’ on her son, but the fever you’ve got, burned my skin, And I’m poor to cure your madness.
This day has to come uncontrollably.
Like fate, like a nightmare.
 
After you, I promised myself to build walls without doors.
You’re evil for leaving me like that, I can’t see nor hold your hand.
It’s seems like the end of the road is right here, and that’s what scares me the most.
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World On War

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This afternoon, the weather was frustrated

 But I kept on walking to reach ’em

 I glanced a man filled with anger, 

Yelling at the boy out of hunger

While this noisy world didn’t care to share bread, 

To calm him down before he turns dead.

 And this young lady was in a hurry, 

Trying to catch up with time

But, she end up pouring coffee on her shirt, 

Like it was her first time.

 And the boss, caressed his life, to win this deal,

 But he couldn’t ’cause the lady wasn’t here.

 I ran to help the old lady cross the street

She was surprised of my treat.

 

 Is the world on war? 

    Can you beat careless heat?

 

I walked to share a smile..

 I lost prospect’s attention, found neglect and rejection.

     ..Disappointment covered my eyes

 And depression filled their ways

 As she said; it will soon be dead.

And now, 

I believe this crowded planet will soon get drafty, 

As my cup of coffee gets empty.

 

 

What’s our duty?