And in the death of dreams who are we? Where do we run when our minds are empty or broken? What keeps your skull form the blissful thoughts of slamming into brick walls?
When the algebra of reality is expressed real unto you, how do you retaliate and protect yourself?
Forever Questions sink into the cracks of fortitude and erode .
The long hours of insomnia and the emptiness of the lost. The heavy pain of ever moving. The mind that cannot hold time . The ever tired and half hopeless .
Contentment in the web of our perceived reality.
But the irritant of a false perfection will Drive us mad in the end.
Aug 18, 2021
Aug 18, 2021 at 9:00 AM UTC
**** I'm dead inside
I really thought i knew this
Nightmares still surprise
Aug 3, 2020
Aug 3, 2020 at 9:41 PM UTC
I'm made of magic
It's ******* tragic
You can't affect me.
Life's ******* crazy
It's truly amazing
You still wanna doubt me
Rainbows and kittens
I'm ******* smitten
With making it all a muck
Spray your malice
I have miss Alice
And I don't give a ****
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 8:22 PM UTC
My little foxy
Oh all that you have taught me
Forever longing.
Mar 19, 2020
Mar 19, 2020 at 7:44 AM UTC
I left you my heart.
Imma fill that ******* void.
With bad decisions.
Jun 8, 2019
Jun 8, 2019 at 4:57 PM UTC
Watch it in the insecurity of how she talks to me. Those eyes big and nervous looking up, hoping you're not gonna bite. In how she smiles too big, talks too loud, over compensating. The puppy that wants your friendship, yet smells your distaste and still they wag their tail.. ? Looking up to some ******* phantom their ****** ******* perception sees as 'something. Anything that widens the pupil, whatever minor chemical entices the imagination to believe in the power of a ******* mangled and destroyed fairy, just pretending they have armor. .
.. I am heartless. . '
Sep 15, 2018
Sep 15, 2018 at 6:34 PM UTC
**** me
Now
Love.
Why are we dancing?
I will swirl for you...
Forever.
I feel
The ash
In my soul
In the kisses
The touches
You leave me with.
Laughing
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 5:05 PM UTC
And if the bakery burns me down.
I would not frown .
I would not cry.
I might not die.
Phoenix flames.
And baker claims.
The ovens bite.
The kitchen fights.
But baker ***** I be
And the kitchen flow is me.
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 4:33 PM UTC
My little fox
Who often trots
To hellish land
Where time is bland
I wish to steal
To worlds unreal.
**** above.
I'll be your dove .
Fly away
To other days.
Why be real??,,
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 4:30 PM UTC
When they encroach upon my silence with empty , directional eyes. Black circles signifiying our similarities..
How can you dismiss the death of dreams...
Reality is unkind to us.
We just pretend life is legit.
Jun 20, 2018
Jun 20, 2018 at 4:28 PM UTC
