Ecstasy

Kicked down the restraining walls,
I find myself freedom and liberty.
Like a sweet among my bitter days,
Love is now my new remedy.
Myself, I went mad with ecstasy.
Yet, a small part of me, still hollow.
So that small bit grew on its own,
Even though I smiled till tomorrow.
Loneliness returned, bringing pain,
For I was in the dark void once again.

Time

Every dawn a new day,
A fresh start tomorrow,
Every dusk another chance,
To leave behind the sorrow.
At sunrise we watch,
And admire the colors,
But often we forget,
To appreciate others,
After sunset we count,
And see the stars shine,
But often I forsake,
What's already mine.

What is love?

What is love?
They say it's a warm feeling.
Then why do I feel so cold,
Disgusting and unappealing.
What is love?
They say it's an infatuation.
Then why does it feel like
I have a slowly dying passion.
What is love?
They say that love will heal.
Then why is it so painful
Knowing these scars are real.
What is love?
None say that love is death.
Then why do I feel like
That sentence describes it best.