I want to feel
Like a mushroom sprouting from the dirt
New
And
Fresh
And embraced by the sun
I want to be
Delicate
And
Beautiful
And dangerous if you treat me wrong
I want to be surrounded by the smell of the mist and the moss
Completely engrossed in my own growth
Mar 16, 2020
Mar 16, 2020 at 10:37 AM UTC
It's a sharp, crisp cold
that haunts the december sun
My white breath, too insistent to hold
with words frozen to my tongue
Silently fallen, to the ground half dead
to be one with peat and muck, while my color fades
My bones will break with your mistakes, be careful where you tread
my heart of glass, transparent, was left there and decayed
Dec 3, 2019
Dec 3, 2019 at 9:49 AM UTC
I wake up
With memories
That aren’t mine
Filling my head
I sit up
With stolen images
Flashing in my mind
I walk to the sink
With forgotten feelings
Spilling from my eyes
I look in the mirror
And recognize
Hundreds of faces
In my collection of lives
One day
This face will be old
These memories will be stolen
And my feelings will reset
And I’ll try again
Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 5:01 PM UTC
Who do you call
When the police murders
We talk about it for a few weeks
And then boil it down to murmurs
The leaders of the world
And the people in high places
They want to make the big decisions
But rarely show their faces
And it’s almost as bad
To look down and shut up
We should be screaming the fact
That the system is corrupt
Sep 1, 2019
Sep 1, 2019 at 4:30 PM UTC
I don’t believe in myths or lore, but there might be truth within its core
I don’t believe in shadow folk, or people made out of smoke
I don’t believe in fairy lights or small gnomes wandering through the night
I believe they are allusions, all about scary humans
I do believe in monsters though, just not the ones the fairy tales show
Monsters can be many things - strangers, friends or even kings
Most of all I do believe, that inhuman monsters are make-believe
Aug 29, 2019
Aug 29, 2019 at 1:24 PM UTC
Our lungs are burning,
Filling with ash,
Burning with greed,
All done for cash.
I think the time has come,
We have to be rash,
Or else we’ll watch as we burn,
And be gone in a flash.
It’s time to get angry,
There’s only one solution,
Let’s yell and take action,
It’s time for a revolution.
Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 3:53 PM UTC
Life is like a game of chess
Your status dictates where you get to go,
But when you think yourself a queen,
It’s hard to get a no.
When you’re in fact a pawn,
And get to play as king,
You’ll let the power get to your head,
And the country you will wring.
You hear them groaning,
Under your weight,
You hear whispers of impeachment,
In every state.
You’ve cut your voters,
Down by half,
You yell “we’ll buy Greenland!”,
And you’ll hear Denmark laugh.
There’s nothing to do
You’ve lost them all
And it all started when you stood up and yelled
“We’ll build a big wall!”
Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 6:54 AM UTC
The skies were burning
And the ground lay barren
But still, we walked.
The ice was melting
And the oceans rising,
swallowing rich and poor alike.
We walked in a slow and steady pace,
away from all facts and logic,
as if we could outrun the truth.
and as the world collapsed around us
we worshipped nature, as if she was our god,
and the present time, our church.
But it does no good to have a church of corruption,
nor to preach pretty lies to willing ears.
It does no good to deem yourself innocent,
when you’ve already been caught in the crime and sentenced to misery.
And when we finally realized
that it was time to run
time ran out and stood still
and all we could do was watch the consequences of our actions unfold.
Aug 20, 2019
Aug 20, 2019 at 8:11 AM UTC
‘I just need time’
Is a thing I say pretty often
But the thing is
I approach everything with caution
I’m not spontaneous
I can’t just jump into new things
I know it’s weird
But I need to know what each day brings
Every new thing
is a mountain for me climb
So I just need to plan ahead
You see, I just need time
Aug 19, 2019
Aug 19, 2019 at 7:14 AM UTC
Red, like the blood that runs in our veins
Orange, like the shirt that I ‘accidentally’ took because I secretly like the way it smells like you
Yellow, like the sun that’s dancing across your face, highlighting your freckles as you smile
Green, like the grass we lay on while your old radio plays a slow hum of music out across my yard
Blue, like the ocean we swim in, clothes and secrets left on the shore
Purple, like the butterflies I get in my feet whenever I get near you, tripping over myself as I dance around confusing emotions
Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 2:55 PM UTC