What's keeping me tossing at night?
lately I've been thinking about that rope - thinking about lynching my thoughts on the same tree that we got this knowledge from.
And they say that the apple didn't fall far from the tree - Well, I ate mine rotten, and its seed sprouts depressing thoughts, like -
"I wish I wasn't born" or "I was cushioned in the womb, only to find out that being born is a nightmare"
Still trapped inside my dad's body - but I wake up everyday hoping for a transition.
Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 7:13 AM UTC
I'm well aware that there's too many fish in the sea but I don't fish on shallow water
Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 3:26 PM UTC
Society - the caterpillar I ripped through in order to be an introverted butterfly, pollinating wallflowers
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 3:48 PM UTC
With a mind made out of Oujia boards,
depression became a medium to the whispers of premeditated suicides - they whispered - "take your life, engrave your skin and create a tombstone out of your body. Your grave will be honored with fresh flowers.."
"Well don't you know that this is death's romantic gesture?"
But I never befriended razor-blades, though I'm acquainted to feel how it feels to have my thoughts bleed -
And like an artwork I scarred down my incisions - and amputated these whispers like Van Gorgh's ear.
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 3:33 PM UTC
My mind gropes for sanity -
but how can I be sane,
In a world where the weather is bipolar
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 3:42 PM UTC
I love you in the darkest hours,
where my heart is pierced like voodoo dolls,
Under the spell of Eros - love is tantamount to the forbidden fruit,
But I can't help it when I wear the thoughts of you like a nightcap,
Thought you of turns my pillowcase into a dreamcatcher,
So when daylight breaks I won't remember you like a nightmare.
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 3:21 PM UTC
I think life is a playground - I swear l'm swinging on mood swings
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 5:07 AM UTC