i see colors,
i feel darkness.
i see happiness,
i feel pain.
what is real
what is illusion?
i see cries,
i feel hope;
which to choose
in a world swallowed by chaos?
look within,
feel the light.
Oct 13, 2020
Oct 13, 2020 at 5:20 PM UTC
dark shadows cascading...
wherein lies the effervescent flower,
awaiting her blooming.
tampered by the darkness,
an eternity in hell.
trapped beneath the ruins,
upon when sorrow first fell.
luminescent in the sky
crystal clear cut blue,
the wounds have smoothed.
the blooming is near.
encompassed in her cocoon..
centuries gone by
solitude is key.
time is the grand healer,
nothing else matters.
awakened is the furnace, fueled by her heart
inside lies the door
once opened, unconfined
dozens of light radiated by kaleidoscopes
the key to pandora's box
her mind and her heart
awakened from the start
the snake which swayed fate
the hand laid to make way
evil's gone.
happiness is here to stay.
Jul 31, 2020
Jul 31, 2020 at 3:20 PM UTC
it’s just like,
im everything.
and you’re not enough.
so where does that leave us?
i know what i have to do..
it’s time for me to leave,
but letting go is always the hardest.
perhaps in a couple millennia,
or maybe even, in another lifetime,
we’ll be together.
but for now,
it’s time for me to leave.
i wish i didn’t have to go..
because we could be everything,
we *could’ve been everything.
because our hearts connect and throw the stars,
one touch and everything is out of alignment.
your hair running through my fingers and everything starts to make sense again.
i crave the connection.
crave the love.
but it’s just not enough.
and because of that, i have to leave.
it’s time for me to go, and find what’s meant for me.
travel across the galaxies and
let another to steal my heart.
and perhaps
just maybe,
one wondrous day,
in another universe,
we won’t be starcrossed lovers.
and your heart won’t belong to another.
-v.la
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 5:31 AM UTC
what brings me solace in this cold world?
when the days are short,
the sun doesn’t come up anymore.
scarcity is all we know.
scarcity in love.
hope.
freedom.
peace.
the twinkle in your eyes,
the widening of your lips.
when you kiss me, it all crashes.
and just for a moment,
one very moment,
the world feels still—
and hope exists.
-v.la
Apr 14, 2019
Apr 14, 2019 at 9:49 AM UTC
his gaze lit me up,
his touch electrified my soul;
and created a ravenous hunger within me, a want, a need,
to consume every portion of his being.
for our souls to connect and synchronize,
for us to become intertwined, and
for the lust, and passion,
to engulf everything in its path, and literally, eat. me. alive.
-v.la
Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 8:14 AM UTC
it hurt when you tried to leave my life,
but make me stay in yours.
it hurt, when you looked at me,
but bit back the words that were suffocating you,
constricting your throat,
dying to rise to the surface
like an anaconda,
slowly but surely tightening its grip on it’s prey, squeezing the life out a being,
silencing your deepest convictions.
i watched in silence, hoping, praying, for the satisfaction of your words, strung simply by the syllables and sounds of this human constructed language.
but, what hurt even more, was knowing what you had to say,
feeling it,
but STILL,
remaining in silence.
it hurt when i couldn’t be the one to help you, or even more, help you help yourself.
it hurt when your hurt,
hurt me.
when it reflected MY own pain,
when it wounded MY own ego, shattering it once again,
from all the time and effort invested in you.
but this was a different type of hurt.
because you didn’t hurt me. not actually.
I hurt myself.
I hurt myself when i unknowingly stripped my essence of it’s beauty and elegance,
by allowing, yet again,
another fail at “love” to define my being.
I hurt myself when i gave away my power to yet again,
another trial, which ultimately,
does not matter.
so i thank you.
i don’t thank you directly,
but i thank the you from which your actions derive.
i thank the experience, and the feelings in which i felt,
even if they were only negative.
i’ll always be thankful,
because without you,
i wouldn’t have realized that,
i am love.
my sole existence, my very being,
is love.
and at the core, so are you.
because we are one.
and if i am love,
so are you,
and it’s just a matter of time before you realize it too.
-v.la
Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 9:50 PM UTC
3 may 17
sincerely hoping to tear this page out.
i promised myself i would never write about you because i know that once this pen grazes paper, the thought of you will be permanently engraved somewhere, and although not physically, but mentally and emotionally in the depths of my brain, figuratively.
my outlets these days are quite scarce. i tore out my sheets and tried to erase the thought of you, of our intimacy. but what i've ceased to comprehend is that it's not that simple. i can change my sheets, remove my posters, switch my nightlight, remodel my whole room, but, that doesn't change it. change the fact that you still consume my thoughts like a virus, spread throughout my body, filling my core to the brim with inadequacy.
i love you, i hate you.
it is a constant cycle of indecisiveness that floods me with feelings of deep desire, love, and infatuation, to the less constant but still present, feelings of rage, anger, pain, and resentment projected towards you.
i can't wait until the day.
the day when you are either out of my life for good...
or
prove to me that love still exists.
-v.la
Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 11:58 PM UTC
my heart pounds
my butterflies rocket to the sky
my hormones are heightened
my throat constricts
how is it that i feel everything at once
delight.
contentment.
infatuation.
it feels surreal,
and it's all because of him.
the epitome of human art
i'm intrigued by every aspect,
every idiosyncrasy,
every flaw.
i want to be consumed by every part of him, to the brim.
i want to inhale the peace and serenity he brings,
i want to swallow his touch,
and never regurgitate,
i want to believe in the hope he's awakened in me.
i want, i want, i want.
but i fear.
fear the potential heartbreak,
the loss of excitement if he disappears,
i fear the depth of my emotions,
the abyss of "love" i always lurk on the edges of so idly
is it worth it?
to put all this power in his hands.
and in return,
shower him with the love my heart swells, threatening to burst, with,
and for once.
just once,
feel it back.
-v.la
Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 1:07 AM UTC
unravel all my layers, and allow yourself to be consumed. rewarded—with the manifestation of human art that is me.
the complexity of my mind reveals the innermost intricacies of raw, pure, unfiltered love, that none have yet been able to grace.
-v.la
Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 11:17 PM UTC