Inside, You Cry

I remember that time when you talk about your past
How you upset the people around you
The games you played
The hearts you broke
But I also remember the other side of you
You're not heartless
Just a temporary emotional cripple
To hide who you really are from others
The vulnerable side of you
The part that would bleed
And takes longer to heal than a cut
But that's you on the outside
Inside, you cry
But you'd try not to
You'd push them aside
Your pain, your anger
You're in agony and you won't admit it
You just want to be strong
At least show them that you are
When you're not
Because inside, you cry

-PRK-

Love, When Nothing Else Matters

Someone once said,
"You're losing it."
"You've lost your game."
"You're going nowhere."
I didn't ask why
But that thought lingered in my head for a while
How will you know when you truly are in love?
I supposed, when nothing else matters
Just love, when nothing else matters
Be there when nothing else matters
Be present in the moment like nothing else matters

-PRK-

The Other End

They say trust his words
I doubt him always
I couldn't bring myself to trust his words and promises

They say trust his work
"What work?" I asked
It's not his but another
One that I will never understand its mechanism

They say trust his people
"His people? Which kind?" I said
The one who speaks or the one who listens?
Or the one who leave others with their belief

Well that is that
It's still a long way to go
And a lot more convincing to do

I'm on the other end, a different person
Not a thing like you

-PRK-

Tick Tock

Time... My relationship with time is complicated
Maybe I'm overthinking it
Sometimes I'd ask what exactly don't I have time for?
Hobbies? People? Relationship?
Social life? Drinks? Sports? Movies?
Work?
No, I constantly think of work, sometimes I dream of work
Even while I'm talking to someone, work will make a cameo in my head
And I'll go home and think about it again
As time pass me by, I know it's tick tock and work
Not one second in my life I don't think of work
They say don't live to work but work to live
I don't know which one I'm practising
But I'd drop everything and talk to you if you convince me enough to spend my time talking to you
For hours maybe, about anything,
Even about the silliest things and your weird dreams
And I'll pay attention to you
Because you're way more important than my work when I'm not at work

-PRK-

The Morning After

I went to bed last night, realising how noisy my quiet world is
I could hear the spiders spinning their webs
I could hear the moth flying through my bathroom window
The clouds crashing into one another
The stars moving around
I usually can't hear all this
Now I'm asking myself some questions
Are your choices being frowned upon?
Is your memory space getting smaller?
Are you waking up with a numb arm?
Is the last slice of pizza yours?
Are you repeating yourself regularly?
Questions after questions
Is the room temperature okay for you?
It never ends
Until the morning after

-PRK-