The moment after It
all colour drains from the world
I realise I am empty
I was chasing a lie
everything is grey
it was always grey
I was just high on It
because I thought It was a rainbow
existence is suffocating in moments like these
and very soon I'll choose to return to It
that's the sad part
You'll probably want to read a happier poem in times like these. But ******* I don't care!
I'm sorry. I don't know where that came from.
Sometimes you anime scream too much,
and then you taste blood on your tongue.
Your throat tingles,
like the betrayal of kings.
I am lost
in silent echoes without description
I fall throughout
like a rabbit in a hole of subconsciousness
I have the void
no one sees laughing from inside
I am synapses shocks and electric nerve jazz
lullabies so smooth you will never understand
Oh how I wish...
I had been a longer chapter in the story of your life.
Possibilities of love I didn't fully take in
Falling memories like stars they fall
And now just...
The empty bed
The scentless sheets
The repetitive nature of loneliness
That same void like a breath of a lover brushing neck hairs
Remember how it sent shivers down spine
I must fall asleep with it next to me
in the darkness
Sometimes it just hits you all at once.
Don't be too sweet to others. Sweet things don't age well.
- a ripe old banana