Random thoughts to live by

Crawling thoughts and crippled mind

Open my head and that's what u find

A silently howling cat like witch 

With an open wound & undon stitch

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Water burnt me

Leavin scars so deep

That green blood oozed out

With Frozen memories to keep

Is it impossible, I shout

Sadly abuses end in beep

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This poetry of mine is always incomplete

For the pain is alive to stop me from being upbeat

Strong enough to finish the story

And call it my personal glory

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Bleeding blue, bleeding red, bleed and bleed

Till d time you empty the color of greed

Greed to satisfy your soul with a lie

Once it's over, off you fly

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Let loose the grip you crazy lost cause

It's better to end story then to live in pause

For the ironic life won't always rhyme

Thoughts worth a dime?

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The oooh's and aah's turned sore

Moods sucked as stunk the core

Still giving up seems so tough

Happy to live a lie so rough?

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Past in present is a deep bruise

How do you give up, let it loose

It didn't rhyme neither matched the steps

As one ate lentil, other made crepes

- Diary of an Oxymoron

Questions

And you ask me if I want it. 

What's the fun in questioning 

When all I will do is run away! 

Questions haunt me

And you ask me why the pain

What is good to question about it

When all I expect is you to know it

Because, questions haunt me

And you ask me what I need in life

What is good to questions wants 

When all I want is to sail through towards

Because, questions haunt me

And you ask me why I react as I do

What is good to question escapism 

When all I want is somebody to bring me back

Because, questions haunt me

And you ask me when will I decide

What is good to question d reactions 

When all I want is to enjoy actions alone

Because, questions haunt me

And u ask me how I see the future 

What is good to ques the un arrived

When all I want is 2 cherish the time together

Because, ques haunt me

And you ask, oh you ask

Answering to me has always been panicing task

Why wonder when I m here, why think hard

Because, questions haunt me!

The book of life, should not question

As if there weren't tests otherwise enough 

You ask, you wonder, you ques, I gasp

It Sounds tough!

It's a wish, you make 

It's a pain, put at stake 

It's a journey, then why future we wonder

Give in to moment, just.. Just surrender

Because, questions haunt me

- Diary of an Oxymoron