like icarus
i was too close
and felt too much
high
too
flew
and burned
a w a y
and now
there is nothing left
but
dust.
May 11, 2021
May 11, 2021 at 4:17 PM UTC
I was back in my prison-- the four walls of my room.
Emotions were shooting like pistols.
My head is about to go boom.
Feb 4, 2021
Feb 4, 2021 at 11:56 AM UTC
I always asked myself why I loved you
Even though I was certain we won't last.
I have always wondered why we're breathing
Even though our heart would one day stop.
Maybe it's because life is still worth living
Even when we know death from the start.
Maybe because you're worth loving
Even when I know you won't love me back.
Apr 25, 2020
Apr 25, 2020 at 12:08 PM UTC
Our love was perfect
A story of fairytale.
A work of fiction.
Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 5:38 AM UTC
Everyone was such a fool
They were easy to convince
But there was one that can't be wooed
That one person, it was me.
Despite the efforts of flushing away
All the memories I had of you
In my dreams you still haunt me—
Like a ghost— out of the blue.
Then when I woke the pain returned
As if all of it was only yesterday.
The memories I thought I burried,
Back on the ground they found their way.
Hours again of staring into nothingness
I felt my heart ripped apart.
Into my bed with steaming warmness
I cannot move on to a fresh start.
All the things that should feel natural
Suddenly felt like a work so hard
May it be breathing or blinking,
Even the beating of my heart.
All of it was because I once again dreamed of you
So believe me when I say...
It was never easy falling out of love for you.
Apr 15, 2020
Apr 15, 2020 at 3:45 AM UTC
In ending our lives
We will never know
Whatever there is
That lies before.
It is the dreams
Of heavens and skies.
It is the nightmares
That roams at night.
Brave are they
Who tried to seek
Whatever lies
In the never ending sleep.
Mar 22, 2020
Mar 22, 2020 at 1:30 AM UTC
You and I stumbled
In each other’s new faces
Still, I recognized
Jan 18, 2020
Jan 18, 2020 at 11:16 AM UTC
When you feel like you're about to explode,
that's when you start pushing people away,
but somehow at any point,
sharpnels reach them anyway.
Jan 15, 2020
Jan 15, 2020 at 11:29 PM UTC
For all the days I wake
To the sun that sneaks a peek,
I tell myself to take a grip
Before the reality slips.
Jan 11, 2020
Jan 11, 2020 at 11:17 AM UTC
You tell everyone you’re ok
But you hide in the dark
Buried beneath insecurity and doubt
Fearing the next day’s spark
You have a smile
But its never really real
Because you stopped feeling
And it stopped hurting after a while
You can feel your heart beating
But after so long
It doesn’t seem to be doing its job
After every beat failing and restarting
You can't believe this is living
But this is all it will ever be
Shaking and cracking with every breath
You simply want to stop being
Jan 7, 2020
Jan 7, 2020 at 1:16 AM UTC