Good

Why am I doing this again?
You examine it with close admiration, and ask why am I doing this AGAIN?
You take a puff.. Remember it’s your first puff.
You cough it out.
Desperate for air, you almost suffocate..
But that didn’t stop you, because it felt soooo good.
Define good.

Colours

I am lost and tired,
Drifting aimlessly..
If I walk straight and not stray off,
Will I find Tranquillity And Happiness?

Or will I end up at the same colourless space?

I keep seeing the same occurrence in black and white.

It feels as though I have been here a thousand times before,
Passing the same misery, day in day out.

I need a pathfinder,
But you are no where to be seen…
I am beginning to have doubts about your existences.

I will walk a little further…
As my faith in you is stronger then my doubts…
Let me walk a little more….

Life is..

Life is full of what IF, when it should be what IS.