Monologue

Restless and reckless
Mindless and pointless
Should I write or shouldn't I
Am I doubting or hesitating
For sure my heart speaks
Yes It did
For sure my mind think
Yes  It did
Then am I torn?
Yes you are.
Self questioning,and it's telling me
"I believed, your soul works on a both hand
The other side of you
Be a guard,keeping'em around
On the other hand,
Be a loner who breathe till it touch the ground
Now you have got the chance to make a call"
Although it might be a self destruction
But loving'em is just a self perfection
I choose destruction
Or should I call Scarification

Absences

Black,white,red and blue,
Comfy sandals instead of shoe,
It reminds me of you,
Always in out of the blue,
When I missed,your face I drew,
I felt free when I think of you
Like a dove,up in the sky who flew
Flew away with a sacred hue
Thickets and bushes rise and grew
So do I,care and love only for you
No lies, no doubt and its true
Here I am standing,yes I do,
I'm all black and white to you
Hoping you'll never find a new.