I deeply touching
my lips
from inside
out /
and all in
head
and the
rest of heart /
is only
a picture of
Slyvia Plath /
and my
abnormal desire
of holding her /
by her chest /
and choak
her to death /
with a large kiss
on kitchen
stand /
and before
a handsome coffee /
pouring my
already
husband love
for her
Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 4:16 AM UTC
In spite of everything
I sit all day
In a corner
unaware in a room
With spiders above my head
And Unknowingly boredom settles in
Well down
My soul scream at extreme
The ghost are no ghost no more
I is the darkest
And the worst part
The car is empty petrol tank
The cafe is far to go
And the lungs are yet to feed
Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 2:18 PM UTC
Do me a favour
Bring me my death
And a pack of cigarette
Oct 12, 2018
Oct 12, 2018 at 7:20 AM UTC
I wish you here
A pure magic is happening
I am still alive.......
Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 7:00 AM UTC
10PM
And I am all dead
And I wonder
What will remain in me to die when I really die
Like humans do
Maybe the day of my death
Will Only belong to dry woods
And tears of my lovers
Only if they can find my body
But I never wish
I not desire
I would love to disappear
And I let every individual to choose my date of death
I am not here
Keep me alive
Cry me dead
You are free
I don't own you
And nobody do
But tonight
I say to me
I am the owner of my darling's lips
Yeah
Yeah
Come
And in bundles
In bags
In packets
Send me kisses
And don't count
For whatever can get counted
Is not for me
Don't count
Don't count
Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 9:29 PM UTC
How strange it is that every time I lit up my cigarette I become the one who burn more deeper and longer,
My cigarettes into ashes
But I remain the same,
I remain with my sadness,
Is there any way to **** your feelings before killing yourself?
Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 8:14 AM UTC
The love of a mother
for her newborn
is enough to sense
the senselessness of this
absurd world.
Nov 17, 2017
Nov 17, 2017 at 3:07 AM UTC
Someday you too will
Just like he did
And for the rest
Of what will be rest
You will cry beneath
Lepren's road
The stars above your
Ponderous head will
No longer excites you
Thy beloved soul will
Refuse to recognize you
Just like he did
You will start hating things
Your skin and bones and cells
And everything you think
Do come to me
Lying naked in the dark
With knife over every deep scar
And fresh blood floating in
Every possible part
And just like he did
Come to me
Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 1:13 PM UTC
Something must be mislaid
Or things aren't this way before,
nothing is able to excite thy soul
nor can I anymore trust thy heart,
The way thy mind is growing up
The things thy consciousness meditate upon
Are but way far from everything real,
How do I deal now?
Thy sun ain't shining,
Thy sky is void,
I have seen people dying and
suffering and screaming
O poor God, why we while the fault is yours ?
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 2:21 AM UTC
What a berk I am
full of nothingness
A universe inside my head is burning
And I see no shadow helping
I desire to pass intoxicant
for I feel no other escape
I am abrading my soul
wish I could wail And
Befriend with my death
They are teaching me to stand
And how to talk with neighbors
For this might be their home
But I do not feel this as my querencia
At least there will be something
I hope after my breath
Oct 4, 2017
Oct 4, 2017 at 2:57 PM UTC