The Minotaur's creation of Veritas

There is nothing left to say
For you have no idea
How hard it has been to be civil
To someone you once loved and lost
I was right the first time
You would hurt me
Not because you wanted to
But because you of all could do it without trying
Even a slap across the face
An abusive strike
Would cause less pain than that you have caused
You think you’re a warm giving soul
Yet you look in the mirror and what do you see?
A selfish unforgivable cold liar, who has everyone fooled
Perhaps just this once, you have met
Someone who really sees you for what you are
I remember you once said you were a bad person
Now I understand why, because you can hide from the world
But you have never been able to hide from yourself
When you say you have changed, I wondered why I completely got it
It’s because there is a reason we met
You were meant to teach me
That you shouldn’t trust anyone
Especially the person you think might never hurt you.
I will always understand you
Since slowly through time, I have turned into you…
A selfish unforgivable cold liar
Thank you for teaching me this valuable lesson
Sometimes people come into your life
To affirm your faith and hope in others
And At times, like these
They come into your life
Just to remind you that some
Help you to see the reality of the world.
I was right the first time
You would hurt me and so you did
You could never protect me from the world
You were sent to make me stronger against it
By hurting me until I could not feel pain any longer

Window of Hope

As she climbed up the window
She couldn’t help smiling to herself
Why she did this every day
She had no idea

She had a home of her own,
A bed on which she spread the best of counts
The comfortable pillow that fit perfectly
But the window somehow called out to her

She entered the apartment
There was Mr. Darling
Wearing his glasses, reading as usual
She climbed into the bed to lie beside him

There was the comfort she loved
In his strong arms
They never made love,
In fact it was never about sex

They were just two souls in a city that never slept
Unattached, Ambitious and Content
They just didn’t have time for partners
Thus they had each other

He was so beautiful that all she could do was look admiringly
They talked of many things, of day and night
And of inconsequential mundane things
Yet they never knew how time passed by

Smoking cigarettes, curled up in that bed
They shared their lives, their opinions
This was the best part of their day
At night, when two people lay in that bed
Sharing thoughts, conversations and most of all, the warmth of friendship.

Underdog

There is something to be said about the underdog
The little guy who has the luxury
Of people underestimating him all the time
And the capacity to not just meet these expectations
But rise above them

There is something to be said about the underdog
How you never see him coming
Sneaky, cleaver and ever so charming
You don’t know what hit you
Until he leaves, leaving you stunned

There is something to be said about the underdog
How his modest demeanor hides his true potential
He doesn’t boast, doesn’t brag
But leans against the walls silently, watching
Looking at him, you just can’t help marvel at his unassuming nature.

There is something to be said about the underdog…
He always possesses the element to surprise you

Adieu

People whiz by, going about their lives
I stand on this edge looking above
Hearing phrases like
Everything happens for the good
It’s all for the best
When god closes a door he opens a window somewhere
I just close my eyes and smile

Sometimes even the reassuring of words has no effect
When you’re leaving your life behind
These days I seem to go for long walks
And I seem to end up in the familiar places
Where I once laughed and cried with mates
At locations with significance
It seems that as the end draws near
You just want to be surrounded by memorable moments and people

New adventures awaits
Yet how does one say goodbye?
To the places and people that you once loved
That you might never see again
I suppose this is what growing up means
Learning to let go of some things
So that you make some space for new moments and people
Right now all I can do is stand on the edge
And smile in that bittersweet way…