someone once asked her
why she watches slash films a lot
she answered
she hopes to be hunted
in her nightmares
to experience terrors
of dying
that she couldn't
afford to have
in pure daylight
Jun 14, 2020
Jun 14, 2020 at 8:17 AM UTC
some poems are not meant
to be titled
some poems are meant to be untitled
they tell stories
visible or hidden
it's up to the readers
to give the poem titles
according to their understandings
Jun 13, 2020
Jun 13, 2020 at 10:40 PM UTC
every morning she wakes up with hatred
she hates no one but herself
she hates herself for breathing
she hates herself for existing
she hates herself for living
she hates herself for being there
alas, she even thinks that death hates her
it refused to take her away
she must be that hateful
sigh..
she hates herself
Jun 13, 2020
Jun 13, 2020 at 11:56 AM UTC
the fog writhe
approaching near
I try to run
anyhow, blocks of glasses
arose out of nowhere
I'm inside of a building now
standing before rows of windows
out I look
I see something
someone
an unknown figure
I couldn't make what is it
but my heart knows
I hate it
I got alarmed by my fear
the chills are slithering on my skin
It is coming
a lady in white, all torn up, full of dirt
was it soil?
was it blood?
messy long hair as dark as the night without the moonlight
bloodless pale skin
bloodshot sickly looking eyes
give me mercy
I really don't like this
I must get out of here
I must!
I tripped myself
I fell on my face
I try to get up but I failed
my body feels so heavy
so burdened
there's something above me
it's the woman
I know it's her
she sits on my back
I could feel her eyes
scanning through me
I could feel she
brushes her cold hands on my back
they're on my shoulders now
and then on my neck
to quelch it
she wants to **** me!
I close my eyes as tight as I could
I'm so scared
I'm ******* do
I try to scream
but no voice was out
it could not even pass through my lungs
only dry air escapes
only I could hear my voice
echoed in my own head
my neck got stiffened
I started to get panic
hell no!
I don't need panic attack right now
thanks!
breathe, I tell myself
it's not real
the woman is not real
keep fighting
move your limbs
kick my legs
grab on my mattress
I blink my eyes
forcing them to open
I have to wake up!
the lights from the wall
peeking through my lashes
my muscles had relaxed
my body feels light now
no longer heavy
I sat up
my heart raced
I search through my bag
took my pill
I overthrown my blanket
trying to go back to sleep
reciting prayer in my head
hoping to not encounter
the uninvited visitor
again
Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 12:24 PM UTC
those times we missed
are back for us to bond
family, friends, pets
all in one place for each other
reminiscing good ol’ times
factories are closed
streets are empty
fresh air seeping back into humanity
dolphins, turtles
are back to the shores
the earth is healing
could it be
just, could it be
we are the virus
and this suffocating illness
was sent as the vaccine
to heal the world?
Mar 22, 2020
Mar 22, 2020 at 1:20 AM UTC
nobody wants to love you
nobody wants to be in your arms
you find yourself walking down the alleys
make it money rains
here come the birds without the wings
you feel loved
you feel wanted
screaming farewell to loneliness
: : : : : : : : : :
everybody loves you
everybody have their arms around you
but you ******* in the dark corner
get the floor flooded by your tears
you throw away the angels
you take in the devils
and you still feel so alone
Aug 13, 2019
Aug 13, 2019 at 10:16 AM UTC
we talked last month
we talked last week
we talked last night
we talked this morning
we are still talking now
what are we doing?
no, what am I doing?
I've been telling myself
I don't wanna talk with you anymore
we should not talk
cut all connection
but why are we still talking
like nothing happens
we are getting cosy
we are getting closer
we are getting so comfy
this is not cool, man
little did you know
you're killing my heart
each time
Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 2:38 AM UTC
this game of pretends
it's funny
to see
to watch how
I let myself
dying from
denying my heart
for you
when it is into you
so deep
Jan 18, 2019
Jan 18, 2019 at 10:06 AM UTC
enchanted
just like mantras
these words
swam into my mind
slithered through like a basilisk
what a spellbound
did I listen?
did I hear?
did I absorb?
gotta heart
this art of losing hope
giving up
getting on
stronger or
weaker
than yesterday
tread my walk
I abandoned this thought
not looking back
for all I know
I'll never be done for
maybe
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 9:44 AM UTC
I'm done
no, not yet
I'll be done
later
maybe tomorrow
or would it be soon?
sigh
I will someday
it's hard to let go
just let me cuddle
with these feelings of mine
the feelings of being in love
with you
til then
I won't be okay
Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 9:30 AM UTC