Death by Daydream

Jun 2015

Mercy B

Why is it when we are at our lowest point...and we are the most lonely inside.

We bottle up our true feelings...and try to keep up the appearance that we can survive.

When we are trapped in our own mind..bound by the darkest of night.

Why are we so blinded..afraid to make the first step toward the light

Constantly questioning myself

#mercieb

Jun 2015

Ofentse Tsie

she was ...

she was
just a
caterpillar which
happened to
be jealous
of butterflies.

Jun 2015

Beneath my willow weeping

Insanity

Expecting a different outcome
*I try
just one last time

#hope #loss #failure #madness

Death by Daydream Jun 2015

I Don’t Cry.

I don’t cry.
I never have.
Not when my childhood friend died,
Or even when I found out my grandparents had cancer.
I am a really tough girl,
Or so I would like to think I am.
Or rather I was a very tough girl.
I used to be a pro at being sad and showing zero emotion.
Lately, it’s been too easy to be standing at a bus stop and think myself into streaming tears and a runny nose.
I guess I do cry now…
And a lot thanks to you.

#heartbreak #heartache

Jun 2015

Detached Dreamer

Why are you sorry?

She apologized for
the embers he left
in her mind

and for every singed lock of hair
She dropped to her knees
and begged for forgiveness

She said sorry
for protecting the tatters
of her heart

For the shaking earthquake
her hands had become
and for wrapping her arms
tightly around her torso

She regretted trying to hold
her crumbling frame together
When he was not finished with her yet

Jun 2015

BF

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Pity the fool who does
not believe words can
change lives