Perfect is not for humans
We kiss and tell,love and forget
We hug and lie,
We are only human anyway, and
Perfect is not for humans
Sometimes, our personal needs and wants make us overlook what the others think,
After all, we are only human

Perfect is not for humans.

©Emanzi Ian.2019.

I wanted to draw what dissociating felt like
But there still was an empty paper

Winter sunrise on my last and longest day,

wrap me in a winding sheet of flaming orange

take the reds and pinks from midnight blue to make my shroud

let me rest in heaven fire

drown my tired soul in colour

drinking the final carnival

warmth for my bones,

a funeral of skies and wonders

as she trudged up the mountain
        ^
      / \
    /     \
  /         \
/             \
victory pulsing through her veins

badum badum badum badum

her eyes set intently on the peak

a deathly stare

she knew she could do anything

anything at all

she was anything but meek

this world is not for the meek

help
      stop
this
     doesn’t
belong
     here
     you
          don’t
    belong
here
   in
my
    world
messing
    it
up.