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B E Cults Aug 2021
stars, stars, stars;
the sobriquet is "heartache".

why give your energy to that,
you ask.
my dark day is a lonely
afternoon,
I'll be fine.
honestly.
I'm fine.

its all because being present
has always been
hard for me,
head in the clouds,
or searching for clouds,
or...
B E Cults Aug 2021
I believe the night was smiling
when I found out your lips
were 4th of July fireworks
on some long-exposure ****.

it's not ****, I mean.
I mean.
dot.
dot.
dot.

I'm chasing shadows, I'm sorry.
B E Cults Aug 2021
erasing the outline
of a full moon;
I'm struck with how much
I couldn't give a ****
about this parralel
"reality"
losing it's whatever
the moon was to it.

casually...
B E Cults Aug 2021
love for the city.
stuck in the suburbs.
I want to go unlearn
myself in a alleyway
or ten.

spinning tires.
mud is **** and death,
so where does that
leave us?
B E Cults Aug 2021
it feels like a sunset
in an orange grove
and a swarm of flies choking
the life out of a raccoon
dying on the side
of the highway.

at the same time,
yes.
B E Cults Aug 2021
dying in my dreams.
feeling alive in my dreams.

haven't felt alive in quite a while,
I apologize.
I'm breathing now though.
leaving smiles to linger
a little longer.

I'm a finger on a map away
from getting lost in the ether.
faltering comes natural
to me, I apologize
for that too.
B E Cults Aug 2021
I promise I am happy.
         content.
                  content.
                           content.

   please, validate me.
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