There are little worlds inside of me
Orbiting around my brain constantly
These worlds collide with eachother
Many tiny worlds exploding within me
Their remnants drape my fibers
Course within a stream of blood and ideas
Sometimes these collisions hurt
Sometimes these collisions bring joy
There are little world inside of me
They make me feel so alive
I hope they never die

You are the words I speak
The pause in between
Where I linger for a while

You are the thoughts I seek
The inspiration from within
Where I submerge denial

You are my heartbeat at its peak
The blood rush through ravine
Where all is cleansed of vile

You are the irrationality I tweak
The insanity that was forseen
Where I lose myself and smile

You are the glow that leaks
The inner beauty that they all mean
Where it paints all I see mile by mile

It becomes an act of futility when you realise that what you believed was true was a mirage. A poison to the brain and poison to the heart. It was something that leaves people thinking maybe it could have been, because in a world where a fragile freak meets a gorgeous angel is only part of the imagination.

Sometimes things get dragged on so far that even the world has moved on plenty since the last encountering but your heart hasn’t healed as much as hoped. Telling the world you’re okay, but having billion burdens on that little instrument that keeps you going

A woman's heart should be so hidden in God that a man has to seek Him just to find her.







~Maya Angelou

Thought I was a demon
And I thought I was an angel
Now I know different:

I'm just a human,
With the potential of both

then there is you in all your theatricality
chasing gelid wind like its a nowhere job
selfies on snowy sidewalks
have we more time than just one
or two? have you enough of my futility?
when angels sweat they let out
icy winds and rain but
when you carassed my cheek
i felt the cool of the breeze smoothing my skin
and i understood to make my feet move
after the wind and never stop

in already @ first streetlamp
the ocean states away
with my broken complacency,
new deserts, mollasses blood
settled in my feet within each footprint
lunar lisping in the night air
augment consolement in me
because i feel empty
eyes swimming in the new view