Ruby - Astari Boedikoentjara
No break for you now,
‘though it seems unfair somehow
You have to keep on working,
no matter how exhausting
Others with less or zero effort
No more magic?
Why vacant as it is?
Who took all of it?
Nothing to pick.
Dementors have resided,
Hey.
It’s the new me.
This time, no mercy.
I’ve had enough, you see?
Brand new armour
Like a vehicle with a quarter of petrol in your tank
or the last 50 in your bank account
Like a tired athlete after a marathon,
groaning at another round
Like an endless conversation
I miss talking to you
It’s plain simple and true
I understand, we’re both busy
Perhaps this is not the time, I see
No, I’m not going to fret
A familiar sign
You thought you’d seen the sun
under the gloomy night sky
that you’d break a smile
Yes, he was beautiful,
I’d like to be
right in-between
asleep and awake
Is it too hard to take?
It’s the only place
The bitch-fest seems to drag on and on
No wonder the soap operas’ ratings are down
Each finds ways to stab their opponents
perhaps until all is completely gone
What’s with the bad blood?
Perhaps you secretly wish I’d talk to you
the way I used to
like I fear silently
whether you’ll really listen to me
or just give me some more scrutiny
a pause
a question for a cause
a bouquet of flowers
a colour represents
a message that says:
“let’s just be friends”
There's no amnesty granted
unless well-paid
Reach deeply into your pockets
until perhaps,
their eyeballs jump out of their sockets
(Dark Thoughts of The Bullied)
It's more than a vacant space
or lack of expression on one's face
It doesn't contain nothing,
