Orli - Hello Poetry

Orli Jun 2020

Sometimes I wish I was a
Bird.
But then I think,
who am I kidding?
I wouldn't trust my own
Wings.

Orli May 2020

One of these days
my heart will escape my rib cage
And my lungs will choke my throat
My ears will whisper lies
And tell me it's time to go.

Orli May 2020

Autofill poem

The moon was the first friend to be destroyed.
It was half past eight and it seemed like the best place for the spring to Fall.
The blinds were not in the moment and the tears couldn't bear to be polite.
I miss the wounds that were made up of my brain and the other side of the window.
But if the world is so big that you don't have any problems how can you do anything?

Just kept pressing the words my keyboard gave me.
These are probably the words I use the most.

Orli May 2020

Lockdown

I'm back in my bed
Just like I was six hours ago
Just like I was this whole week
All I do these days is just
Sleep and sleep and sleep

Orli Apr 2020

Do I?

I'm not afraid of dying
I'm afraid of living.
The concept of mortality
Doesn't phase me
But knowing
I will have to live through
unbearable pain
And come out "stronger"
Keeps me up at night.
But I don't really have a choice
Do I?

Orli Apr 2020

Untitled

The wind from outside
The wind from inside
Nothing to see
Nothing to hide
My heart is cold
My body on fire
The night is awake
The night won't tire
My eyes will close
My back will fall
The birds won't know
The birds won't call
The dark it consumes
The dark it ignites
My hope from the dark
My hope from the light

Orli Feb 2020

Can't I go back?

I miss the winter.
When the cold
Was my only source of
heat.

I miss the nighttime.
When the dark
Was my only source of
light.

I miss the wounds.
When the pain
Was my only source of
Sensation.

I miss the emptiness.
When the void
Was my only source of
Comfort.