you swallow the pill
and then you feel like
you are drowning;
almost floating,
stranding on the shore of
your body.

I am not your ashtray;
for you to throw your
trash and vigorously
destroy tools that make you
unconscious of what they call
reality.
As for you and me
we try to understand
as minutes pass by,
flash before our I, Origins, capture
My black wide cosmos told me that
the stars were made
for you and me.
As we gently weep across the
milky way, holding hands
in our bonded senses, as we feel.
In love and devotion
I've felt touching your
bruised and wounded skin.
Clash of our pupils dilating
when we look at each other
like we are the last two animals
left on the ground or the sky
As I breathe in you and
you breathe in me,
sabotage of our heart beats
footage of memories
we cannot forget.
I found constellations on your
skin leading to my initials.
It is such a miraculous sin
when it is cold and dark
we want to swim, and in you
I taste the ocean
In you, I wish I could breathe
under the sea
down for you and me
In you, I taste God.

I walked all alone
a small city
sometimes
it dialects into
three districts
other times
I am lost
like a baby born
who has been put to live
they say we have free will
I laugh
with misery in me
my heart pounding
and I question why
I was born at all
I spent my lifetime
reading,
books are gentle friends
it is a give and take game
you isolate hours
and fall
with no consent
into another brain
whether it is dead or alive
you fall
you say you do not care
but you read and read
you feel less lonely
even though, you spend
your nights in your room
candles lit, your demons
are awake and they
are next to you
haunting you
3 AM and you are
still holding that book
wondering if you have
ever really existed
do or do not
right and wrong
does it matter?
you fly from your
third dimension
and throw yourself
in Andromeda
loneliness is eating
your insides
they think you are insane
but you are too woke
to stop nourishing your
brain, with whatever seems
boring and useless to the
majority.
But we are the minority,
we see the world the way it is.

It is life that is shooting at me from
The underground
The souls begging for forgiveness
All comas exposed
Until they haunt you,
Burn you out alive
In a ring of fire
In a countless sky
Such breathless world we live in
We do not know about.

Hopeless desires
In a daydream nation of
Drunk stars and
Messed up scars
On each neck and for wrist
Aching by, each and every minute
Within a corner, not walking
Not looking, with
Starry eyes.

The path you walked into
Left you for some
Footsteps of a goddess that we were
Never fond of her existence
He left you on the road
Oh, beautiful landscapes of all
Such green trees, such brown leaves
Do you wonder how I wonder?
Wanderlust- collecting dust of the
Wasted weeks we had of
Nothigness.

Cut myself open
For you
I bleed until
I am a dot
Black and dull
I chose to be seen
They said I am null
I went insane
I will die in vain
Skip the memory lane
Until I obtain
My senses and rot
Like the roots of
Dead plants.