I hate sadnessI hate sadness ~I hate sadness by willyamPax
It makes me look weak,
My tears leaks…
My eyes is sore
My heart is a bore
and My body repeats a painful encore.
I dust away the sad memories,
The Game of SilenceI played the game, alone.The Game of Silence by willyamPax
I talk to the air,
Imagining a friend who isn't there.
My brain’s dual thinking.
- Checkmate -
Personification in strike
Persona’s colliding stake
- Stalemate -
Hello there my stuffed friend
Looks like we are a matched.
Encased in the four corners of our walls.
You know I feel restless looking at your frozen face.
Playing with stillness is a hollowed void.
Engross with my ever changing fantasy.
Choosing to ignore reality.
A sad case of my mortality.
- Workmate -
Music patched the necessary unattached realm.
Stories powered the desires to dream the unchallenged dream.
Life is a walking daydream.
- Lostmate -
There are those would think I am coward
And then I box myself not to move forward.
I fear what lurks behind someone’s soul,
Fearing I am not worthy of my own coal.
A charade of personas, hiding.
Tilting the crowd as if I am never there, post acting.