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 Jun 2020 Isabella Nkirote
Acme
I want to scream to the world
at 3am and wake them all from
dreams and complacency.
Look out your windows and
feel the flames licking at you.
Don't cower. Fight. Save us!
I'll let you go
Just this time

Loosen my grip
Because you were never mine

One day at a time
You'll leave my mind

And soon,
I'll forget I left you behind

One day at a time.
The most beautiful thing about life is,
That life itself is a lie.
That vanishes,
When death arrives.
But still gives you,
Reasons to smile.
-Megha Thakur
I’m not sure there is a heaven, but I’m sure there is hell.
You don’t have to die to be there.
You can live there, you just finish another bottle.
You want to stop. You beg to stop.
You lock your apartment door until you sweat and shake.
Hell always takes you back.
Makes your chest hurt.
Makes you wish you would just die. But you can’t.
You’re too young and have a life to ruin.
So Hell waits.
Lonely words cling to weak fabrics
Of shallow and wasted minds
Like the free flowing of life
From a blood stained fountain.

Temples of direction and aim
Empty their contents into the fury arms
Of helpless longing, needs, desires,
That lure the man to mankind.

“Can I help you -- Let me help you.”
He looked through me kindly, lonely
With but a fleeting fire,
Shook his head, and walked away.
 Jun 2020 Isabella Nkirote
nivek
build your mind with love
that so when you fall
into the black deeps;
love will be waiting.

— The End —