I often wonder what it’s like being meat suits
A bunch of rotting, decaying cells
A mass of thick flesh
Covering, hiding, masking
our insecurities
When that meat suit is shot at
It seeps like black smoke
The many inner poisons
Choking, wounding, destroying
our society
Our flesh, our cells, our poison
It’s all part of us
How come we deny it?
Why can’t we accept that our meaningless selves are slowly decaying the world and one another?
Nihilism
We all fear our nothingness
Let it become us.
Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 6:31 PM UTC
A manifestion.
A monster.
A parasite.
Whatever you want to call it, it burrows deep within your mind.
Ensnares you into a meaningless abyss.
It grows, spreads like malaria.
A railway system formed by one's own thoughts.
All interlocking.
One could say it is the Berlin Wall with
Separation that stands tall.
It is a plague that will get you,
And it will turn you...
B L U E
I shall pray for you too
Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 7:09 PM UTC
Imprisoned by my own mind.
the beasts clawing at the soft tissues of my body
Destroying my
sanity,
happiness
AND freedom.
Thirsty for happiness.
My own form of sleeping beauty,
Except I'm awoken by serotonin.
Less fantastical than a prince's kiss.
I'm merely sealed away from emotions,
in order to protect myself.
Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 6:40 PM UTC
Falling in the ocean,
Like drowning in emotion,
A chaos just trying to break your dam.
A torrent of feelings,
Begin to just start streaming,
A flood which flows through your life.
Sailing down the river,
Covered in past shivers,
A broken you, you will find,
You'll see it made you stronger,
Even if it still does haunts ya,
The past of which you live through,
For this Ocean that we live in,
Is breathable within,
The torrent's you created till now.
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 6:10 PM UTC
A butterfly,
the wings of freedom
they reside deep inside.
A bee,
soft, cuddly, yet misunderstood,
representative of many.
A dove,
i am rendered into Peace,
something many need.
May 18, 2018
May 18, 2018 at 6:43 PM UTC
What is life?
Something that jabs with a knife.
What is pride?
Something that is like cyanide.
What is happiness?
Something that is aeneas.
Why is happiness represented by yellow?
Merely because it was decided by a fellow.
Why is life in shambles?
Because the path is covered in brambles.
Why is pride masked by woe?
Because we all feel part of a sideshow.
May 1, 2018
May 1, 2018 at 3:02 PM UTC
The face
Bent, taunt, contorted
The smile
Torturing, teasing, abhorrent
The body
Deformed, beastly, unsightly
The aura
Malevolent, sinister, formidable
It.
Something that lingers.
In wait.
Preying.
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 2:57 PM UTC
This could be my world,
Your garden full of dandelions,
The bushes, closing us off.
So only planes can see us from above.
This could be my world,
Your bed full of comforts,
The blankets, wrapping us up.
So only I can hear your whispers.
This could be my world,
Your heart full of love,
Your words trapping me.
So only I can feel this feeling.
You could be my world.
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 2:47 PM UTC
Your doe-like eyes
Glisten
Project
And light the skies.
Your child-like bark
Gleeful
Plentiful
And light a spark.
Our eternal love
Fits one another like a glove.
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 2:47 PM UTC
It is a fog that never leaves,
It is a never ending breeze,
It cripples, attacks, destroys
And grasps.
Much like an earthquake,
It shakes my world
Leaves it desolate
Isolated
And
FEARFUL.
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 4:13 PM UTC