I told myself there was no giving up on you;

That no matter what, there was a way to save you.

I believed it and it I meant.

And stopped believing in it I haven’t.

But now I know and now I admit,

The little something that deep within my soul hid –

That someone else’s will,

But my light isn’t enough to drink your darkness.

That with someone and someday it will,

But my soul is not enough to capture your fondness.

That my ink isn’t enough to capture your passion,

That another chapter will give you your communication.

I accept as true that you will be reborn,

But my eyes aren’t enough to see you past your downfall.


You call me weak,

But it wasn’t I who portrayed me meek.

You say I am worth nothing,

Maybe that is why I give you everything.

You say I need validations,

Yes, from you who relishes abominations.

You say I am only my body,

Perhaps that’s why what I ever did was make everybody.

You say I am made to be ruled,

Sure, by you whose hormones leave him fooled.

You say I am ordinary.

Indeed, a thought very illusionary.

You see, I am none of what you consider.

Who I am is the uppermost bidder.

What I am is pride.

For whatever you say

Or whatever you do,

I still stand tall; taller than you.

I still fly far above the ground,

With nothing that can have me bound.

Go ahead, split my skin and shed my blood,

Rape my body and rip my soul,

Put me up for show

And have my head hanged low.

I will still put you in your place,

Show you why I am the ace.

Because darling, you don’t know who I am,

And you will never guess what I  can be.


Do you remember?

The coldness of your heart

And the ruthlessness of your ways?

The words you spoke

And the looks you gave?

Do you remember?

Your ego climbing the stairs

And venom as smooth as lace?

My crying eyes

And your deceiving face?

Do you remember?

My spilling blood

And your unflinching veins?

Yes, I remember,

Your jovial laughter

And your ambitions as they soar.

The distance between us;

This always left me wanting more.

Yes, I remember,

The wait to hear from you

And how your words used to lure.

The years you spent in my dreams

And the hours I spent in yours.

Yes, I remember,

How I loved you

And needed you.

Yes, I remember.