Your skin still smells like,
The first time I touched you:
Like late Sunday afternoons,
On long weekends,
Sweeter than expected,
With all the time in the world.
Feb 7, 2018
Feb 7, 2018 at 12:26 PM UTC
these dreams
seem so real
they are so vivid
i will pinch myself
and feel the pain
so how have i figured out
that this is not real life?
well,
in the corner of
my eye
i saw you.
and the illusion broke.
the story was confirmed
as fiction.
because i know
that only in my dreams
you would come back.
(reality is the deepest nightmare)
getting out of bed was particularly difficult today.
Jan 10, 2018
Jan 10, 2018 at 11:20 PM UTC
closer now to death
the blossom heavy lime tree
my childhood lingers
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 3:31 PM UTC
*in class
they asked us
if we were
afraid of the dark*
no i'm not afraid
of the dark that
fills my room
at two a.m.
i'm not afraid of the dark
that engulfs
underground caves
or the darkness
submerged deep in
the atlantic ocean
but
i'm afraid of the dark
that seeps through
every fissure
and crevice
of my splintered heart;
the blackness that
cascades through
my veins
and the gloom
that fills my lungs
(with no room
for oxygen.)
*yes, i'm afraid
of a certain kind
of darkness:
the kind that can't
be illuminated
by a flashlight*
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 3:19 PM UTC
I don't
Believe
Anyone is a
stranger
To hardship.
But if you are...
Well,
What a
Horrible
And
Inexperienced
Life
You must
Live.
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 3:18 PM UTC
It's free, it's free,
Air's free, cloud's free,
Caves and hills are free,
Rain and mud is free,
The sight of cars,
The doors of theaters,
Balconies are free;
Bread and cheese are not but,
Bitter water's free,
Freedom costs your life but,
Captivity is free,
We live for free, everything's free.
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 3:16 PM UTC
I have no more tears to shed for anyone but myself.
My sadness is mine.
The moment you learn people aren't medicine,
you start getting help from your own two hands.
Nothing feels better than to fall asleep with
the person you know will be there in the morning.
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 9:06 AM UTC
I woke up to go to work
To make my boss rich,
To make him make his boss rich,
To have the biggest boss making government rich,
To help the government train soldiers,
To have them fight with other soldiers,
To collect all the tears their families drop,
I thought, eating my breakfast.
Sipping my tea that I made,
From tears.
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 12:53 AM UTC
It's raining outside.
I'm fading away,
With nihilistic thoughts,
Empty emotions,
Into the darkness I go.
Maybe it's time to quit.
As long as I live,
I will have some hardship.
But why should I worry,
About the thoughts I keep.
"There is always a light"
In this dark abyss there is light,
But only for others to acquire.
So I can't really fight the dark,
It holds me really tight.
All these thoughts,
Drove me to something bigger.
Just sadness I feel,
Nothing else better.
I wanna shout 'help me', but...
It's raining outside.
Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 8:11 AM UTC