The only good calling off there is
Is the kind that
Calls the calling off off
Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 11:15 AM UTC
My favourite season is autumn
When the darkness starts to surround you
Like a comforting embrace across your entire existence
It's like when you take a bath
And the water temperature matches your body's
And you can't differentiate
Where the water starts
And where your skin ends
Like taking flight
That's what autumn is to me
The exterior darkness
Undistinguishable
To my internal void
My soul leaking from every pore
I exist everywhere and nowhere simultaneously
Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 7:56 AM UTC
I don't think I can ever make enemies
were probably just gonna end up bonding over how much we hate me
Jun 23, 2014
Jun 23, 2014 at 6:21 PM UTC
I've been breaking my bones trying to reshape them to make your eyes comfortable
I've been going under cognitive reconstruction to shelter your mind
I've been feeding spars flames to this piece of firewood just so I don't burn you
I will no longer dilute myself just to have the right to exist
While you flaunt all your raw intensity
Just because you have normativity holding your hand
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 1:43 PM UTC
You have been greatly misinformed,
who told you you can pick and choose
when to practice unconditional love?
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 1:16 PM UTC
Words are deceiving,
My having dem does not negate my feeling dem.
To find em and feel em, den breathe life into dem
Takes courage, Suh
So why bwoy you na link me na more?
It wasn’t easy for me to ask you to let me know when you’re out
You laughed and drew me a diagram of the particular ways you wanted in.
My words were not foreplay Stranger.
I reinforced the sentiment - for your future reference and got back to work.
So, how did I end up here?
Feelings weren’t caught
But respect was lost
So the only words I have left for you are:
“Whiskey, straight up - no twist.”
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 12:50 PM UTC
"Saw you walk past the pub last week. Hope you’re good."
I saw you too and I got good
But it took a minute.
If I sound nonchalant,
It’s because you wanted me to be.
If I fall silent,
It’s because I gotta be fair to me too.
You can up and leave
( I guess you already knew that)
But I remain.
So I don’t know what else to say…
To you…
Stranger.
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 12:49 PM UTC
Poems are my way of communicating without the commitment
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 10:59 AM UTC
"While its true that these plants are tough, and can usually survive under such circumstances, most certainly will not thrive."
Don't forget there's a difference between
existence
and
sentience
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 7:21 AM UTC
14.12.13, 00:18
Then I figured, no ones going to validate my feelings but me so:
*'Your feelings matter and although this maybe temporary,
it still exists and therefor it is real'*
Jun 8, 2014
Jun 8, 2014 at 6:24 AM UTC