There’s these nights when I go on a tour back to my past.
Taking stroll on all the Shouldn’t have, Could haves.
But isn’t that all what makes us more human?
Mistakes and regrets?
If we no longer had those, we would be too perfect to be called as Humans.
I closed my eyes,
Watching blood streams flowing from me.
My body felt lighter than ever.
My veins felt emptier than ever.
My skin felt barer than ever.
My heart felt slower than ever.
My soul felt stronger than ever.
Watching blood streams flowing from me,
I closed my eyes.
An emotional depiction of something I virtually encountered recently. Never encouraging self harm.
I wish to be
That " me "
From my dreams.
That " me "
Who has no worries.
That " me "
Who can sing.
That " me "
Who has no limits.
That " me "
Who can fly.
That " me "
Who has no pain.
That " me "
Who can float.
I wish to be
That " me "
From my dreams.
Impersistence Mar 27
I met the man of my dreams.
Not once,
Not twice,
But a few times,
Each time in a different person.
None stayed.
Who am I meant for?
Who am I made for?
Who is my soulmate?
Wait, Do soulmate really exist?
I wonder.
Who could it be?
The man of my dreams?
Impersistence Mar 20
Maybe it is not like how I think.
Maybe it is all just for the time being.
Maybe it is what I am meant for.
Maybe it is what I am destined to be.
Maybe it is all just in my head.
Maybe it is all unreal.
Maybe there's something more to it.
Maybe this is not the end.
Maybe there's still hope at the other side.
Maybe this is all just the beginning.
I wish maybe.
Impersistence Mar 14
I was in his arms, dreaming of us.
Aware that he would never be mine.
He asked me if I loved him,
I could not help but confess.
He held my chin up,
Looked deep into my moist eyes.
When our lips met, time froze.
I leaned against him and lost myself.
He explored each inch of me,
And I loved all of him.
That moment, He was all mine
And I was all his.
Wrapped in love and lust,
We were lost in our world.
A jerk woke me up, from my dream.
I was still in his arms,
But he was never mine and I was never his.
It was all just in my head, never real.
He kissed my forehead,
And we were parted forever.
Impersistence Mar 13
Every night.
When I'm on my bed, eyes closed,
Sinking deep into the world of dreams,
I travel.
Last night.
I was at the white sandy beach of Hawaii,
Sipping into my blue Margarita.
I am at the roaring waterfalls of New Zealand,
Diving into the blue waters.
Where would I be?
Would it be the Amazon Rainforest of South America?
Or would it be the Endless Deserts of North Africa?
Or would it be the Fairy Pools of Scotland?
Every day.
All I wish is,
For the nights to arrive soon,
For the dreams to take me away,
For it never ended,
So I could always travel and be in Peace.
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