Still haven’t learned to properly play human
The mask still feels foreign (my face)
The skin forced, sewn on me, like a makeshift puppet
The moves are pain to learn
Agonizing to perform
Constantly tripping over my feet
And messing up the lines I’m supposed to say
And after the show is done
The audience is still not pleased
Always unsatisfied
Maybe they can see through the façade
(surely not,
I’ve put so much blood and sweat and….)
Or maybe this never was going to be enough
(Even if I was real)
Regardless
The show must go on
So adorn your porcelain mask again
And play
Until there’s nothing left of you to feel the pain
Jan 16, 2021
Jan 16, 2021 at 8:31 AM UTC
Copycat
A smile
A look
Memorize the colorless dances
Break your different bones to dust
Unless you'd like a taste
Of even bitter pain
(if there is one)
Now I learned
To be your doppelganger
Will you let me in the crowd?
Jun 6, 2020
Jun 6, 2020 at 12:31 PM UTC
You always waited for the moment
When the wind will come
And take you away
Like a paper crane
Gently dancing with the breeze
Flying far, far from me
You couldn't see
The tear on my cheek
But it's okay
It will dry
And maybe someday I to will learn how to fly
May 26, 2020
May 26, 2020 at 1:17 PM UTC
My blood is an obsidian color
I bleed words on paper
Prisoner to my mind for eternity
Ink stains branded on my heart
May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 1:35 PM UTC
Swirls of smoke In the air
Remind me of your scent
A smell I hated so much
Now it has become my oxygen
May 12, 2020
May 12, 2020 at 11:48 AM UTC
Hiding behind a smile
A girl with a glass heart
Too many cracks it has
Too many times she cut herself on it
May 12, 2020
May 12, 2020 at 11:46 AM UTC
Ashes from my bones
buried underneath the ground,
acting as a soil
for magnificent flowers.
Crow's cry far in the distance,
air soaked with dense feeling of death.
The scenery - masterpiece of pain and dread.
Here feelings bleed,
Watering the ground with tears.
The lonely moon is the only witness.
Ah, who knows I existed?
Apr 28, 2020
Apr 28, 2020 at 8:56 AM UTC