Will It matter

Does it matter that you've done your best
But never received your due
Does it matter that they smile, while you are miserable
Frantically hanging onto a single thread of hope and justice
Does it matter at all, what they say
Since not a word is spoken from his heart to mine.

How many times can you cry a cry
And still feel burdened deep within
The smiles and their baggages, will haunt you in your realities
Let them go they scream,  crying out to save my soul

Its a constant push n pull
The age old story of that love of mine
Tempting, pushing me over the edge
But staying out and walled
Keeping me close and keeping me away.
A dagger close to his heart, pierced with my helplessness

Let go. Let go. Let go, he says.
Early sun saw my bare hands revel.

Melancholic epiphany

Suddenly you will know
When in the middle of your tracks
The grass isn't smoother
The tiny stones have multiplied
The Moss is shining brighter
That you are slipping

You will breathe a breath
Amongst the thousands
And know suddenly
That the sun has changed it's course
That you are walking alone

In a moment of routine you will realise
That it wasn't meant to happen,
That heartbeat wasn't yours,
The spirit spoke, whispered, go away
And you let go, of the largest dream u were burdened with.

And suddenly you will know. In the middle of a Saturday night.