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don't like mirrors nor pictures
makes me feel restricted
like somehow I was kidnapped in this body
like somehow got no place else to go

punishing them for crimes they haven't yet to commit
don't ask me how I am so sure
Asena Keles May 14
like a barricade you are trying to break
to see what lies beneath it
turns out it was the only thing that keeps you from flood
just maybe
some barricades should be left unbroken
and some words unspoken
Asena Keles May 8
I sometimes wish
not to die
but to disappear
for a while

my subconscious is a swamp
a swamp so close to the surface
Asena Keles Apr 25
The words I swallow
Seem to upset my stomach
You can almost ******* anger
Which once reflect
Now begins to refract
Nothing about acception
All about a decision
Whether to take it
Or leave it
Time passing by unconsciously
What's always been abstract
Now disturbs me with it's existence
A word that cannot prove itself
But keeps echoing in an endless void
Does it ease the pain
Knowing you cannot change

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