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Hallaia
Hallaia
21/Genderqueer/Poland
When you grow with a hole inside you It doesn’t get smaller It grows with you Black pit that seems endless You put things inside Friends, clothes, make-up, stories you’ve read All of them drown Too heavy not to fall You try to fill it with dirt Quick romance, alcohol, distractions They seem to fly over it Never even touching This black hole doesn’t like Memories you would better forget It only eats those Which keep you calm You live next to it Around it Sitting on the bank Wandering how long is the way down You had expected to get rid of it As you grew up Yet it seems like this is your only friend Always staying by your side You often feel alone, especially here There is no one beside you inside your head Only you and this dark hole Taking more and more space You’ve considered letting go Finding how far is the way Maybe you will sprout wings Pearly feathers dancing around You will then fly away Forget about the past Reach this promised land You only visit in your dreams But you know that it’s a one-way road Only leading deeper and deeper inside Even know you are too deep And you don’t know if it’s worth the risk So you sit next to it Dreaming of wings and better worlds One day you may take a leap down But it’s not today
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Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 2:52 AM UTC
You still have hope
In my dream I was in love With a boy with skin like stardust And eyes full of hope We took over the world Found new friends Fought our enemies Conquered the stars My boy had a smile Like set of razors side by side Ready to cut down Anyone who opposed us He loved me With his whole heart Made me a queen Of the universe I’ve made up We travelled together In a ship made of comets Sharing our vision With other planets Sometimes we lingered In our beautiful garden With plants of every kind I could sit there for hours There were troubles in our paradise Revolts, wars, a plague or two Yet with his sharp mind We always found a way out His hands wrinkled with time No longer a boy, but always in my heart We had no children, but our legacy Would survive in the memory of millions Eyes bright like the sun Turned into supernovas alike He would sit by my side As I read aloud I grew old too Joints squeaking with every move Eyes no longer recognising Our flowers from afar Then there came a day When he couldn’t get up So, I stayed by his side Worrying that this moment would be our last He wanted to tell me something Something to remember him by With fragile hands he took my face His skin feeling like sand My heart was crying for him Yet, I tried to look strong He opened his lips Letting out a breath… That’s when I woke up Lying inside my bed My love dying alone somewhere in my mind I tried to get back, To know what he wanted to say Yet as time moved on I couldn’t even remember his face Only the stars that shone above us As we lied on the grass His quiet breath as I read him A story about us
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Feb 23, 2019
Feb 23, 2019 at 8:05 AM UTC
And I still hear its echo
In my dream I was in love With a boy with skin like stardust And eyes full of hope We took over the world Found new friends Fought our enemies Conquered the stars My boy had a smile Like set of razors side by side Ready to cut down Anyone who opposed us He loved me With his whole heart Made me a queen Of the universe I’ve made up We travelled together In a ship made of comets Sharing our vision With other planets Sometimes we lingered In our beautiful garden With plants of every kind I could sit there for hours There were troubles in our paradise Revolts, wars, a plague or two Yet with his sharp mind We always found a way out His hands wrinkled with time No longer a boy, but always in my heart We had no children, but our legacy Would survive in the memory of millions Eyes bright like the sun Turned into supernovas alike He would sit by my side As I read aloud I grew old too Joints squeaking with every move Eyes no longer recognising Our flowers from afar Then there came a day When he couldn’t get up So, I stayed by his side Worrying that this moment would be our last He wanted to tell me something Something to remember him by With fragile hands he took my face His skin feeling like sand My heart was crying for him Yet, I tried to look strong He opened his lips Letting out a breath… That’s when I woke up Lying inside my bed My love dying alone somewhere in my mind I tried to get back, To know what he wanted to say Yet as time moved on I couldn’t even remember his face Only the stars that shone above us As we lied on the grass His quiet breath as I read him A story about us
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