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

I also enjoy making music
(or something of the sort)
https://soundcloud.com/lady-problems
Pseudo-poet, scapegoat and barfly.
Here is my rambling and delusion.

I also enjoy making music
(or something of the sort)
https://soundcloud.com/lady-problems
EJ Aghassi
EJ Aghassi
3 days ago

I've lost the will to read and

I'm losing the will to write

I've yet to find my will to live

But I am too afraid to die

EJ Aghassi
EJ Aghassi
7 days ago      7 days ago

the seasons change
but the foolish heart still sees
what it wants to

feels what it wants to
believes what it wants to

and those things
don't lose their grip
at all

they never lessen
they strengthen

they obscure
they mystify

and they carry a
wayward mind
forward

though he dwells so
lengthily
in the hollowed hallways

the paint that scabs
and crumbles from walls

fading colors
of fonder times

they warm the heart
but drop the stomach

Drop the Dreamer to his knees

he'll curl up on the floor
in the loneliest corner
cobwebs for blankets

ideal thoughts to distract
from the unforgiving cold

EJ Aghassi
EJ Aghassi
Sep 16      Sep 16

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

 
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