my soul is a tragedy
trouble follows me incessantly
it's become a part of me
is everything going to be better when i disappear?
i am the reason for my lowest point
my enemy has always been me
if only death could embrace me
quickly and painlessly
a sweet escape from myself and this cruel life
Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 11:37 AM UTC
you kept your face under a white coat
afraid to reveal yourself
in fear of me despising you
while i fell for the true you
until now, without a face
mature with probable heartbreaks
I'll admire you from afar
without feeling no sympathy
you're destined inside a cave
you came out as I did anticipate
I couldn't pinge you with a code
we could not get any farther
you still refused with a hidden intention
that coincides with my morbid gut
a delayed medication that could've come from you
I'll hide in anonymity because you're hard to please in your hard-to-reach place
you'll find me dead and gone in lost time and space
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 11:35 AM UTC
why do you feel so alive
why do you not want to die
all caught up in life
like thousand years can get by
say i'm running out of time
when i want to run out of life
everyone's the same at some point
to the point you can't rely
thinking that nothing works for myself
in times of everyone's triumph
trying to see through your new eyes
sparkling like a faraway star
that has long been killed by time
and soon will lose its life
just as no one remembers
well, to my surprise i'm staring at
my reflection,
i was the one who bore the light
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 8:55 AM UTC
the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind
in there and
sometimes a soul,
and the women break
vases against the walls
and the men drink too
much
and nobody finds the
one
but keep
looking
crawling in and out
of beds.
flesh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than
flesh.
there's no chance
at all:
we are all trapped
by a singular
fate.
nobody ever finds
the one.
the city dumps fill
the junkyards fill
the madhouses fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards fill
nothing else
fills.
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 7:25 AM UTC
the best often die by their own hand
just to get away,
and those left behind
can never quite understand
why anybody
would ever want to
get away
from
them
Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 8:00 PM UTC
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud,
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is ****** but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 2:16 AM UTC
Thy soul shall find itself alone
’Mid dark thoughts of the gray tombstone
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy.
Be silent in that solitude
Which is not loneliness—for then
The spirits of the dead who stood
In life before thee are again
In death around thee—and their will
Shall overshadow thee: be still.
The night—tho’ clear—shall frown—
And the stars shall not look down
From their high thrones in the Heaven,
With light like Hope to mortals given—
But their red orbs, without beam,
To thy weariness shall seem
As a burning and a fever
Which would cling to thee forever.
Now are thoughts thou shalt not banish—
Now are visions ne’er to vanish—
From thy spirit shall they pass
No more—like dew-drops from the grass.
The breeze—the breath of God—is still—
And the mist upon the hill
Shadowy—shadowy—yet unbroken,
Is a symbol and a token—
How it hangs upon the trees,
A mystery of mysteries!
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 11:38 PM UTC
you will meet me as a fiction
someone everybody ever wanted
we will create memories of love
not minding the tick of the clock
that part of me will die
the societal standards will **** him
you'll be left as a dry leaf
wither yourself with our fake memories
my love is also an illusion
I will never learn how
to love without conditions
but you also killed him
I will leave no trace
rebranding myself once again
you ****** this up too
curse your lies, play the inflicted one
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 9:42 PM UTC
there are worse things than
being alone
but it often takes decades
to realize this
and most often
when you do
it's too late
and there's nothing worse
than
too late.
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 8:49 PM UTC
9
[I love the sensual
For me this
And love for the sun
Has brilliance and beauty]
The stars shine with you
See you in the day
Seize me with light
Until I become blind
Out of sight
Out in the night
The moon shines
And borrowed your light
I feel like burning
Body, dehydrating
I regret staying
Under the menace of the sun
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 2:47 PM UTC