Building Monsters

I hate it when people change and specially when the new version of that person is so different that its impossible to even recognize them. I'm not talking about physical changes but instead changes which involve things like attitude and innocence. Its horrible to see how time, life and people bruise a person so bad, break their heart into million little shards and build a monster out of someone who was like an angel. But the worst part is that you were right there watching them change and go dark in front of your eyes, and you couldn't do a thing about it.

Turn This Around

Give a little time to me,
We'll burn this out.
We'll play hide and seek
to turn this around

Memories of Glass

A few days ago, I used to wish that there was a thing called "brain transplantation" through which I could erase some specific memories. Not that I hated those memories but it was just hurting way too much to remember how perfect something used to be before it got ruined. You cant count me in the people who say stuff like- "Don't be sad that it ended, be happy that it happened". Its serious shit and trust me, I'm not much of a positive thinker. I don't think that looking at a messed up thing and being happy because it was beautiful before can practically be done. Its stupid and impossible.

Sweet Time Erasing You

In dreams, I meet you in warm conversations, we both wake in lonely beds, different cities. And time is taking its sweet time erasing you