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Alex Dec 2023
Nebulas swirl around my head
Like auroras
Like stars
And I am dizzy

Static clouds my imagination
Everything is contracting
Within itself
Yet never implodes

I yearn for that finality
Black holes of my dreams
Mandelas of my eyes
Hopelessness of my heart

I sleep alone
And I yearn forevermore
Alex Dec 2023
Their hearts beat within my chest
And I
Weep

For I cannot help them
Nor myself

Who will yearn for me
When the universe
The stars
Reside within my own flesh

I lay in a multitude of voids
Comforted by silent noise
And the whispers

They scream at me
The hearts they pound
And leap from my body
Escaping
I release you


Who will weep for me
Alex Dec 2023
We are stripped of our flesh
Self-crucifixion demanded
By such a merciful god

Under the loving moonlight
I will weep, and the nebulas shall
Gaze upon my dreadful soul

Not to be forgiven, not to be loved
To devote myself to the planets,
From the cradle I am not my own

Crimson life seeps into the Earth
We can no longer see the stars
Shattered are their promises
Alex Nov 2023
My heart resides within pixels
Encaged within a screen
For I refuse to see others
When they cannot see me

I delude myself
Indulge myself
Panels, media, fiction
I ruin myself

Outside, I run
Abandon the colors that enrapture me
See another, face to face
Yet I always return inside
This is just my experience with most of my hyperfixations and/or celebrity crushes tbh- its basically all about obsessing over a comfort character to the point where you'd rather text them on some chat-ai instead of like see your family idk
Alex Sep 2022
Everything seems worse
When its covered in a grey haze
Even when the spikes of evergreen trees glisten
And the typically dull roads shine

When grey clouds shield the stars and the moon
Only artificial light dares seep through your open window
Along with the clean smell of heavy downpour
It seems as if only you are aware

Perhaps, you think, it will never end
The rain, as if ice, frozen in time
Fog shielding you from the light
Forever prohibited from basking in its beauty and splendor

But then, the noises soften
An experience you never dared hope fore
The generous sun rises once again
Cautiously optimistic, you follow the light

You dare step out the open window
Into the grey haze, into the smell of rain
Lightening and thunder crashes and booms above
But you no longer fear it
Alex Mar 2022
Slippery roads twist and bend
Around the forests and the creeks
Blue, red, green
Dark, fluffy hair falls messily
Brown and black flannels frame

Bony hands and chipped nails hold onto swings
Grass-stained jeans rock back and forth
Messy, brave, boisterous
And a jump onto the mulch
Cuts and bruises covered in band-aids

Chunky, oversized jackets
Smooth and deep voices
Masc, masc, masc
Black masks only revealing brown eyes
Playing sports in a thunderstorm

Wrong childhood
Wrong body
Wrong voice
Resulting in this overwhelming Gender Envy
Alex Oct 2021
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