*she didn't have to check the clock to know it all happened at 12:42, the moment the demons tried to beat her numb;
she could hear them scream,
she could feel them run,
she could see them cry.
she could sense the monsters,
they were dancing in the night.
she walked out the door at half past 3 to find a trail of unpleasant rose petals; they brought her to the dark.
there: outside; the hopeless shadows stood.
one that tried to break the chains
but broke the bonds, too.
one that tried to spread its wings
but exploded like a firework.
no matter how much they try,
everyone knew they can never change.
so, instead, they cover everything up
as if it were all just a game.
she woke up, later on, exactly six hours after and warned everyone with stares; asking questions words cannot answer.*
Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 3:12 AM UTC
you glowed in the dark;
the only light coming from the windows,
it felt like a park
suddenly clear from the fog and shadows.
like the kettle smoke,
dark clouds were dying out and appearing.
as the roses' poke
this fragile heart desperately calling,
you find yourself reach
for what's likely existing yet ideal
the moment a breach
of abrupt motion snaps you back to feel.
Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 5:02 AM UTC
In the midst of confusion
No one seems to notice
Time spinning with frustration
His hands moving in force
Emitted through destruction
Made by the walls once
Of a heart torn and broken;
Opening for a chance
Determining the sensation
Fluttering in the breeze
Of the mist and cool condition
Rising in confidence
Like an eagle after predation
Of prey in a quiet race,
Very still and calm it mentions
"Even you want love of pure existence."
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 6:33 AM UTC
**the darkest parts of a human soul
reveals as rare as a full moon
it stands and watches in the cold
and silently waits for a dying ghost
it takes in all life, deactivating function
and throws out the remnants into the void
it comes out when you're used
leaving in a flash like the caudacutus
avenging the spirits that are cursed
for merely laying down their lives
breaking more bones than contrived
causing darkness to the likes
it leaves trails of red tears
on the floor and under water
from the lives of the spiritless
thinking there couldn't be another
but truly knowing in realness
that to be saved is not top-drawer
the veracity hurts comparable
to the sound of helpless screaming
when there is so much possible
and choosing not to do a thing**
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 3:32 AM UTC
*my phone lit up
during the morning dark
giving me a sign
that you were wide awake
and as i read
your sad simple lazy text
saying i was pretty
in the photo of me you sent
from the times when
we never broke each others hearts
i was flattered
but i couldn't help thinking you were just
drunk*
Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 6:02 PM UTC
this is our humanity
our lifeless known society
on money, we feed
our lungs filled with greed
the sky smog gray
streetlights can't light a way
mother earth dies
cleaning up the messy ties
somewhere out in the woods
swallowing rotten mundane corpses
in both sea and land
with the use of soil and sand
we are, within,
depending on a layer so thin
knowing it's condition
forcing cures and fixes to happen
in ways so simple
it wouldn't repair in any angle
there is nothing to do but complain
for you cannot merely fix what has already been broken
Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 12:42 PM UTC
i could forever read
these melodies that
sound ever so soft
and gentle and sweet
maybe not just
to my own ears
but to who else
thought of passion
in burning ice
Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 4:33 AM UTC
A day was blessed
With leaves so green
Yet also cursed
With air to breathe
Somehow it was filled
With poison they call
gasoline
As what you did
To my lungs so fragile
When it rained
Pouring down agile
Holding light seeds
Filling my insides with
soil
Time flew past
From then they grew
The beauty would last
And for a moment I knew
Carbon was all I could gasp
Finally realizing the odd
renew
As a plant, I can take,
But water I lack.
When tears pour down,
It says Zeus did reign.
Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 4:12 AM UTC
*it was 4 am
as i was lying
trying so hard
to keep awake,
for when i close
even for a second
the demons start to
rise like as if from the
dead*
Apr 11, 2015
Apr 11, 2015 at 2:11 AM UTC
is a person who moves
from one place to another
with a trusty companion,
in a group, or whatever;
no permanent homes
of which to conquer
but the heart is in union
with a special answer;
from here to there, it travels
finding comfort in every corner
hoping to someday discern
what was never thought to uncover.
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 9:28 AM UTC