there's a void in my chest
It's succumbing its way from the inside out to the black hole right at the centre of it ...
all these atrocities surrounding me
all these past doings and future things yet to be done flashing like a strobe light upon my face
wanting to be bigger than myself
experience something worldly
i feel like giving away my soul to the universe

She said she can't feel her face
Right now I can't feel my heart
For your feelings there's no place
but you knew that from the start

Desire is so deep
i think i will throw my life away

Bounded by each others misery ,
like you being the blood
and me being the crime scene .

You are the master of your web
You make the web you are in
You are the spider and the fly ~

i guess poetry can be used
to inspire optimism
and make people feel good,

but i'm looking for the kind of poetry that
eats the air
from my lungs and
sifts my holes
with a fistful of dead flowers.

You left in peace
Left me in pieces
and am just here brooming
the remains of my frail soul
on the floor