Have you ever had a dream that was so good, you never wanted to wake from it? A moment in time that was so close to perfection that you never wanted it to end? How about a love that seemed so true that you thought you could never be so lucky?
That, is my life with you.
The minutes turn into hours, which turn into days of a wonderous confusion that sweeps me off my feet and takes my breath away.
Like the air itself gets thinner when you're by my side, I can barely inhale without feeling dizzy. A lovestruck fool, cursed by the blindness from your scintillating light.
The ground gives way beneath me and I am taken by the oceans of hot magma beneath its crust. Washed away into a dreamland of an unfamiliar feeling.
Is this what they call true love? Perhaps it is the sharp tongue of Cupid's arrow that has pierced my chest, or perhaps it is yours. For to give anyone else the gratification of stealing my heart, would be scandalous.
The deed is yours, and yours alone.
I willingly tear open my soul and bare all to you; the good, the bad, the ugly. My flaws are thick and deep, my depression viscous like a demented fluid in my veins. But my heart is pure and my mind is calm with thoughts of you.
If you accept me, as I am, I am yours.
Forever more.
Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 5:09 AM UTC
The barricade surrounding my core is cracking, my thoughts swim circles around the whirlpool of emotions that cascade down from my heart. The ever-changing waterfall of colour and darkness flows from the between the cracks.
The flickering ember that painfully fuels me, sparks a light as I smile at my screen again.
My porcelain mask tears and opens a minuscule door that you’ve put your foot right through. The screams of a thousand dying suns are made quiet by your presence, even for a short time. The relief from the agonising cacophony is frightening and sudden, but welcomed.
The empty, forgotten halls of my heart feel full of peace instead of abandonment. Their lonely corridors instead feel humbled and content in their fate.
Such feelings get thrown in with the gratuitous violence of the maelstrom that thrashes inside these walls.
Amidst the solitude and the painful sobriety to the outcome of this existence, there is hope. Like a glittering jewel at the bottom of a merciless ocean, you shine. Bright and proud, tempting me to take a leap of faith through the teary waters I’ve endlessly cried.
The doubt infects me like a virus and the selfishness lurks behind me like a menacing shadow, but I’m blinded by the shimmering gem of light you entrance me with. Mesmerised, I dive headfirst into the depths, praying it isn’t merely an oasis of the mind.
My shining star, my hopeful dream, my new day.
Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 10:30 AM UTC
Drowning in a sea of my own creation, a black void of crashing waves that erode my bedrock, slowly but surely.
The knight watches from the cliff top, his sword dangling helplessly by his side, knowing the fruitless endeavour of attempting battle with the creature, was just that. He falls to his knees, begging the merciless gods to release his world from its onslaught of tendril esk darkness.
But the cries fall on deaf ears as the monster deity unleashes yet another wave of black and the sky falls into the sea with an impossible crack.
The storm rages on as its host shambles around its own reality, the now black skies reflect in its eyes, but the light of the stars has since been extinguished. The firery core has been contained within the maelstrom of black. And the throbbing sentience is being infected and enslaved by the demon god once and for all.
The knight is a fugitive in the world that was crafted for him. His armour is battered and flawed from the constant losing fight he was destined to wage, forever. The arm that once held the mighty sword of light feels like the weight of a thousand men were standing on it. And the sword is glowing ever fainter.
But still, the war goes on, the casualties rise and the demon god is winning. This is no fairy tale, our hero is not recovering and the monster has no weakness.
This is real life.
My... life.
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 11:21 AM UTC
Close your eyes,
What do you see?
Nothing, blackness,
The dark inside me.
The pitch black hole,
Inside of your soul,
Is filled with prescriptions,
They say will make you whole.
You stop eating,
You stop feeling,
You stop sleeping,
You start drinking.
All to make the pain fade,
To feel alive for another day,
Tell yourself you'll survive,
Nothing heals wounds like time.
But it's all a lie,
No matter how hard you try,
You can't live when you want to die,
Without wings you'll never fly.
You stare at the ceiling endlessly,
Try to dream,
But all you get is an ode to sleep.
Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 8:31 AM UTC
Once upon a time,
Where I knew that you were mine,
I felt like I could fly,
That our love would never die.
I was so naive,
Thought that you were with me,
But maybe, just maybe,
Your new found love is in your screen.
I felt I had to hide,
Had to run away for the night,
Had to fight or flight,
You made me feel alright.
Nowadays you push me away,
How can you say,
That you want me to stay,
When you make me feel decayed.
I'm tired of staring at my ceiling,
For hours on end just wondering,
Where I went wrong, did I hurt your feelings?
Maybe I'm doing harm by existing.
Apr 2, 2016
Apr 2, 2016 at 11:34 PM UTC
*He said she was special...
*He told her she was pretty too.*
He wants to let go,
Of history and start anew.*
But she can't see,
Through his screen,
Into his life,
And his thoughts unseen.
She was naive,
Young, and stupid,
Didn't understand,
The concept of grooming.*
Now she has no trust,
In others or herself,
Because of that one man,*
Feeding off her health.
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 11:58 PM UTC
*Do you ever feel like you're crumbling down the middle?
The cracks don't show,
But with insects you're riddled.
Tiny little bed bugs eating your insides, Perhaps they too are done with all your lies.
And now they've come back, to eat you *alive.
Sep 25, 2015
Sep 25, 2015 at 7:38 PM UTC
How can I call this my home,
When all I feel here is alone.
I am the maid, the cleaner,
Your vacuum, your partner?
How can I say I am content,
When 24/7 my effort is spent.
I can't, I am drowning,
Water of life is surrounding,
And down I am heading,
Into darkness unwedding.
God forbid they find out,
Silent screams and shouts,
As I slowly fall into my own web of doubts.
How can I fly,
Reach my dreams, and the sky,
When this land isn't dry.
Much like my eyes.
I fall, I descend,
Shadows my only friend.
And nobody knows,
Outside does it show?
That inside,
I'm on the bottom of the ocean...
Of my own mind.
Sep 21, 2015
Sep 21, 2015 at 6:14 AM UTC
He stays the night,
Forgets to go home.
His parents are worried sick,
But at least they're alone.
He kisses her forehead,
He kisses her cheek.
She smiles, she's nervous,
Her legs are all weak.
He touches her face,
It feels like her soul.
And she knows that;
Without him, she'll never be whole.
Sep 3, 2015
Sep 3, 2015 at 11:36 PM UTC
The sky was weeping,
Her face stained black,
His fingers receding,
Down her back.
She pushes the grams,
To forget the time,
When Instragram,
Was not online.
He thinks back,
To the days of old,
Where they couldn't keep track,
Of one's household.
What an age,
Since the revolution,
Setting the stage,
For mass consumption.
Data snorted,
She fades away.
Stored and sorted,
For another day.
Sep 3, 2015
Sep 3, 2015 at 6:15 AM UTC