Human emotions are fickle, how can we throw around forever as if it's ours to give.
Maybe we live in cycles, maybe we're just the period at the end of a sentence.
A breath in the wind of a word left unsaid.
I miss when I was uncaring, forgave at a whim. Love came as easy as the words were said. Now I know, now I know.
It can be but it must be as it is. Accept for what I see, feel it.. and let it go when the time comes & Feel what comes after, for in feeling comes release from burdens unbidden.
May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 12:34 PM UTC
You'll never see my weep,
The pain's seeping into my bones, through the depths of my soul.
I'll embody it untill I can feel no more.
I've come to enjoy it, to relish in it.
It's become apart of me.
I've already drowned in it, I've let the waves of my emotions drown me in the riptides and destroy me against the coast.
In the agony of hurricanes, in my mind I stand alone. I'm fated to make my choice, I'll heal by burning.. I know..
Untill all is left is ash, I'll find myself.
May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 12:25 PM UTC
Addicted to self loathing
Distanced from my soul.
Lost in the echos of memories that haunt me.
The leaves fell and I was gone with them,
I'll be back before the flowers I told myself.
I knew deep down it wouldn't be so.
I found myself floating in empty space
I figured I'd be safe here.
You shouldn't be here, you shouldn't be here.
Slammed my face into the mirror
Shattered thoughts ****** visuals just to see clear.
I opened my eyes to another empty bottle, a dried flower on the windowsill.
I think I broke the illusion.
Life's about finding a cliff worth jumping off.
May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 12:20 PM UTC
Just like a moth drawn to an open flame, I can’t help but be attracted to the things I know that will hurt me most. Withered, severed my connection to all things impractical. The things that once set my soul ablaze no longer produce that; oh so familiar spark. Fulfilled tendencies to dance with the devil, Just a roll of the dice to see tomorrow. The hollow filled with sorrow, find me at peace with outlandish dreams. I greet the day with a grinding of teeth, headaches bleed through my thoughts as ink seeps though paper. I’ve grown so fond of the night, I swear I can hear the moon weep for tomorrow.
Jul 29, 2020
Jul 29, 2020 at 12:05 PM UTC
Have you ever liked someone so much you regret meeting them?
Jun 23, 2020
Jun 23, 2020 at 2:43 AM UTC
Who am I?
Maybe that’s the million dollar question.
Are you your reflection?
Are you that voice in your head that you hear when you read?
Perhaps you’re your heartbeat.
As you walk in the street, if you think of it; everyone’s seeking a sense of self and that voice is having a million thoughts a day.
Everyone’s having a complex human experience that sculpts their reality.
Maybe we’re all just one being, experiencing billions of lives simultaneously as an experiment.
Who knows?
Maybe we’re just an evolutionary accident; as in the universes lifespan, humanity’s existence is but a blink of an eye in the sense of time.
Now... let me ask, who are you?
Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 1:30 AM UTC
Day dreaming
Night living
Have you ever stopped and reflected?
Is there really any meaning to the day to day activities of life as a whole?
In my mind, nothing makes sense.
Ive come to the conclusion that life in itself is predetermined therefore the same choice is inevitable.
Every choice I’ve made has led me to this point in time.
It only seems to make sense when I’m asleep, life seems to be the real illusion.
What if death is the true release?
I guess, I’ll have to wait and see.
Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 1:12 AM UTC
like water
I poured myself into her until she was overflowing at the brim
like reinforced steel
I bridged my heart to hers and welded myself to her soul
like the sun
I filled myself with light to cover her darkness
like a blanket
I shielded her from the harsh world underneath the covers
like magnets
I orbited her aura until we inevitably collided
like a seed
I felt myself growing up from her
Then, like an idiot
I could tell she felt nothing.
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 1:09 AM UTC
I remember ecstasy,
She felt and tasted like you.
So bitter but I swear I’ve never felt so high.
I wanted to stay in that moment forever.
You’re truly the embodiment of happiness.
I don’t think I’ll ever feel that way again.
& I don’t want to.
Love will be the death of me still.
It’s the worst, most beautiful feeling I’ve ever experienced.
I can’t trust my intuition when I’m on the drug, love.
Intoxicating, addictive, I hate that I need it.
I’ve convinced myself that I don’t.
I don’t need it.
Apr 23, 2020
Apr 23, 2020 at 1:09 AM UTC