In the shadows of my mind
Incubus whispers, love unkind
Intoxicated by the thought
Of you, my love, my heart has sought
Melancholy grips my soul
Loneliness takes its toll
I wander through the night
Searching for the light
But all I find is emptiness
A love that's turned to emptiness
I'm haunted by your memory
My heart a prisoner of your legacy
The incubus whispers once more
Telling me to close the door
To love, to hope, to dreams
But my heart still screams
For the love that once was mine
Now lost in the shadows of time
I am intoxicated by the pain
Of love that will never gain
I'll keep searching through the night
Hoping to find the light
To chase away the incubus
And heal this lonely heart of mine.
Jan 26, 2023
Jan 26, 2023 at 10:44 AM UTC
Dear Ex, This time I haven't forget the day.Happy birthday.
I will excuse your name from the dictionary just to make it my own word.
And I will gave you a small town with cacophony of traffic.
I already sent the weather forecast
with humidity, barren clouds And
an umbrella with broken ears.
Jun 7, 2021
Jun 7, 2021 at 5:43 AM UTC
The distance between our heart is 4 megabytes per second only.
With the naked eye everyone will say
we live side by side ,under the same roof, look our reflections into the same mirror,microwave the same food from the refrigerator, even the same mosquito bites us.
If you know the speed limit of the internet of that house,It doesn't take a yardstick to measure the distance between two people.
Sometimes they look at each other
But only feel the internet is gone.
Feb 11, 2021
Feb 11, 2021 at 1:19 AM UTC
My foggy sigh,
I'm waiting for my destruction
with all the darkness you gave.
Dec 25, 2020
Dec 25, 2020 at 10:38 PM UTC
So many hawkers gathered in my neighborhood.
They are trying to sell my
classical wailing at a cheap rate.
You are not among any of the buyers.
Dec 25, 2020
Dec 25, 2020 at 10:28 PM UTC
The dog did a terrible crime, stole a stale bread and ate it alive.
We should hand it over to the enemy.
Dec 25, 2020
Dec 25, 2020 at 12:49 PM UTC
The fog is like a guest bird,
It fluttering its wings in front of my
closed window.
I am forever a pet bonsai tree,
hesitantly embracing the quilt made of snow.
Dec 25, 2020
Dec 25, 2020 at 12:37 PM UTC
Let love be the global pandemic
And your smile, the only vaccine.
Dec 25, 2020
Dec 25, 2020 at 12:04 PM UTC
The full moon laughed like a ghost
Scared, I collect all the rusty stars.
Light the orphan stars with kerosene
and chase the green darkness of isolation.
Oct 6, 2020
Oct 6, 2020 at 5:05 AM UTC