Riverside, CA    1992 -   
Psuedo-poet, scapegoat and barfly.
Here is my rambling and delusion.

I also enjoy making music.
If you are interested, it's here: https://soundcloud.com/lady-problems
Psuedo-poet, scapegoat and barfly.
Here is my rambling and delusion.

I also enjoy making music.
If you are interested, it's here: https://soundcloud.com/lady-problems
EJ Aghassi
EJ Aghassi
5 days ago      4 days ago

I write and write and write for you

I think and overthink of you

I love and live and live for you

I'm dead, I die & die for you

If I can't be with you

Paper Mario will do

next best thing

never trust what you say when you're lonely

I'm loathing the pending regret in the morning

EJ Aghassi
EJ Aghassi
Sep 3      Sep 3

I want to love you
warmly & freely

and make the bed
in which we lay

I want you to hear me
see me and need me

I want you to tell
me that you'll stay

smiles are misleading
screaming
and pleading

smiles are fleeting,
but this one's for you

EJ Aghassi
EJ Aghassi
Aug 27      Aug 27

get drunk by yourself
it's easier in the end

and soon you will find
through great decline
that you are your only friend

purge thought for good
drown it in fermented grains

the aches and the strains
all the living pains
won't bother you ever again

after a night spent tossing
& turning,
sleeplessly overheating
& burning
i wake now to you
seeping through the open window

enveloping my body
caressing my skin

implanting the dire
hunger within

it all feels so out of place
but you-
this electrifying cold-
have found home with
me here, in
the room of the misfit,
as he once more strains
to open his eyes and
absorb the external

don't leave me, there's
no reason we ever have
to leave this bed again

our story is written
in the stars
clearly and beautifully

there's no reason to
leave this bed again

 
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