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Bluebird Oct 29
His lungs are filled with nicotine
He feels air beneath his feet.
As if he is floating
Above the
           Scattered
      Books      and
                                  
                             Clothes
        
And  
                              Life
Trytocollectitall
Atoneplace
But       it         is         not       possible

He feels like there is mouthful of cry
Between his jawline
Which apply pressure under his cheeks
And he won't consider it  
                                           real

He feels ground again
It's cold and brittle
It is what he hates
As he hates the truth
So he will light the lighter
To fill his lungs again
This one is about someone I really love but they are beaten by the contemporary_advancement
Bluebird Oct 29
I don't know how to start
But I am thinking about the end

When you kiss me
My soul was in my mouth
About to leave my body
You are too close to pluck it
It's blooming with the fragrance of dark chocolate
I had last night

Electricity of my heart
Electricity under my nerve sheath
Why does it feel like lightning
It can burn me
It can enlight me
It can make me
It can destroy me
Ps. I don't know how to start
But I am thinking about the end
Bluebird Oct 29
How fresh could nostalgia be
In the going coming of age?
Like the dark purple in sky and fairy lights
And you with confused smile
And everyone was about to leave
I didn't want to
I didn't know about you
Maybe it was something in the air
Or was it you
sitting alone just with you
I felt weight of heart in my ribs
Filling up with magic

And on the way home I cried
As time will fly by and I might want to

Relive it

And I do...
Bluebird Oct 29
October sun in lungs
your perfume hung on my clothes
Purple in the sky
Just us in school parking lot 

I’m close enough 
Your breath mix with my blood

So don't wait for ending 
See out the window 
All those eucalyptus passing by 
Let's go where this road goes

They can't dry my love 
That's the only thing I know

Distance is just trick of light 
Magic always stay in sight 
It's just another night 
Before the tint of sunrise 

But the longing prolong as it stay 
I might send you signal with my phone flash light

So don't see what's coming 
Don't see what's gone 
See those eucalyptus passing by 
Until we reach our home 

Your lipstick on my collarbone 
That's the only thing I know
Bluebird Oct 27
Can breathing feels like death?

Because I'm stuck
The gravity, my bed and my brain
makes a quick sand.


I'm scared of time I invest,
What if the schemes are scam?
I don't want to put my pieces on rent
Just so they know how it taste.

Is it alright to freak out?
Cuz everybody has to do it.
But skin of their face is motionless
And I'm tearing apart.

I don't want to regret that I didn't live 16.
I don't want to regret that I didn't try to make it better.

Can someone tell me before
Lost of what hurts less?

Will death feel like breathing?

— The End —