Overwhelmed with so much pain
that death
became a star to hitch up,
a fantasy of peace.
Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 1:59 AM UTC
the voices in my head
feeds me rage and sadness
thoughts and struggles
all unheard
what hurts the most
is the ache in my mind
"get it out of me"
silent screams in my mind
nobody heard
nor empathize
get it out of me
this ache in my mind
Jul 25, 2015
Jul 25, 2015 at 10:52 AM UTC
*So much to worry, so much to do
Time's passing
Seconds
Hours
Days
Weeks
Months
The Future
Time doesn't wait
So are dreams
Time's passing &
I'm losing time
How much time do I have left
to live without fear?*
May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 9:52 AM UTC
*I'm not gonna lie
I still want to die
The pain's in my veins
& up to my mind
But its okay
'cause its just sometimes*
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 6:21 AM UTC
*a sky full of stars // an arm full of scars
head in the clouds // a foot in the grave*
Mar 14, 2015
Mar 14, 2015 at 10:24 AM UTC
A tour in my mind
Where there exist fields of flowers we can lay on,
Forests where we can explore endlessly,
Dive in oceans with heavy waves,
Take the risks we want and do what we can.
All these are just daydreams
and I should probably get rid of them all.
Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 11:25 AM UTC
*Trying so hard to stay afloat on my boat.
Holding a kite on my left,
trying to keep it from flying away to the
infuriated storm.
Holding an anchor on my right,
trying to keep it from pulling me down,
filling my lungs with water,
drowning me.*
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 6:33 AM UTC
*you're so beautiful that atheists can see heaven in your eyes
you're so beautiful that the wind howl for you in the middle of the night
you're so beautiful that flowers would bloom for you
you're so beautiful
so beautiful
so beautiful
and I am so lucky
to have
you.*
Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 9:35 AM UTC
*All the rust from an old love slowly faded.
With a touch of your love
the flowers I once grew in my garden
revived with a radiant effect on it's colours
&
once again attracted butterflies to it.
They look like flowers of the wind. I love it.*
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 10:56 AM UTC
I wish my hands were
pretty enough
to get you wanting to hold 'em
&
never want to let go.
Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 6:33 AM UTC