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May 2019 · 84
sancus May 2019
i have ran out of
metaphors. i just want you
here. i'm missing you.
May 2019 · 151
sweet release
sancus May 2019
the taste of death is
sweet, but you have to have your
tongue be burned by it.
May 2019 · 718
sancus May 2019
it is the kind of
sadness that lingers, the kind
that stays when you don't.
sancus May 2019
you have penned your name
with the stars; i can't look at
the skies anymore.
May 2019 · 1.5k
sancus May 2019
you take all of the
stars in the night sky with you
whenever you leave.
Jan 2018 · 717
we were stardusts
sancus Jan 2018
would you finally
reach out for me if i would
come back to the sky?
do we go back into being stars?
Oct 2017 · 497
a song without euphony
sancus Oct 2017
"don't hurt yourself, don't hurt yourself."
it almost sounded like a lullaby
that barely echoed through the labyrinth of my psyche.
i am in so deep, i am so lost.

"i'd stop, i'd stop."
the words in my mouth almost tasted like a lie,
the darkness became amplified
as i let out a muffled cry.

my misery is a silent lullaby
and i sing it alone.
Jul 2017 · 1.0k
no, yes, you
sancus Jul 2017
if you ask me if i'm fine,
i won't lie and i'd say no,
i am not.

if you ask me if i've found someone else
i'd smile and i'd say no,
it's still you.

if you ask me if i still feel the same way,
i'd smile and i'd say yes,
it never changed.

if you ask me a question,
i'd always have an answer that
i've always had stuck in the back of my mind,
and that answer is you.

so please ask me,
because i won't.

ask me please,
ask me if i still love you.

if you would,
i'd say i do.

but even if you won't,
i'd still do.
this is something i've written a really long time ago.

it's crazy how feelings change, no matter how strong they were.

not all question should be answered but if i were asked, i'd say—yes, no and, i won't—the answer is no longer you.
Jun 2017 · 342
sancus Jun 2017
perhaps i'm still here
to make sense of what isn't,
of what we aren't
and leave the truth behind.

i know you're leaving
but i'm looking at the other way.
Jun 2017 · 470
clockwork heart
sancus Jun 2017
when the shadows chase
the sunlight away,
i am wide awake,
listening to the clock
imitate the every beat
of my pounding heart.

every tick, every tock
my heartbeat becomes
fainter and fainter
then it stops.
at that second i know,
our time is up.
May 2017 · 1.9k
sancus May 2017
in the world of make-
believe, you're the illusion
and i'm the dreamer.
i need to stop writing about you.
May 2017 · 372
light me up
sancus May 2017
when the sun sleeps
and the moon smiles,
the darkness starts to embrace me
but you show up,
you bring me light
and your smile attracts fireflies.
to hjs, the person with the best smile.
May 2017 · 1.9k
sancus May 2017
you and i are two different souls,
living on two separate worlds
that collided once
just to be parted
and never meet again.
May 2017 · 1.8k
sancus May 2017
my ink-stained fingers
are starting to itch for your touch
these lanky arms miss
encircling your plump waist
my heart no longer feels home
at my own chest

it's strange that i long for
those i've never known
May 2017 · 760
sancus May 2017
i am alone yet again,
wallowing in thick melancholy
letting the darkness seep onto my mouth
and onto my ribcage it accumulates,
turning my chest into an empty void of despair.

all alone, i gasp for air
but nothing seems to pass through
this black hole i created for myself.

all alone, i am afraid
afraid that this emptiness would swallow me whole
and leave me cold and numb, lifeless.

i am alone yet again,
and i'm out of breath.
i want to breathe, yet i also don't want to.
May 2017 · 613
sancus May 2017
people try
to heat up my
frigid exterior
but drop me, like
a glass of hot water
and leave me shattered
on the ground
as soon as they sense
the fervent menace
brewing within me.
May 2017 · 893
eye love you
sancus May 2017
the soft glistening of your eyes
always makes me think you're about to cry,
but then you start to smile and the rain becomes stars,
and the stars become crescent moons
when the thin folds of your skin crease while you laugh.

i'm struck in awe as your eyelids gently flutter,
making me think of butterflies who flit
their delicate wings to latch onto their favorite flowers.
your eyelashes aren't that thick and long
yet they possess the kind of beauty that only you own.

the bags under your eyes are beautiful too,
it's never a flaw, it's a symbol of hard work you've always shown.
your gorgeous irises that displays it's chocolate brown-ness
whenever the sunlight gently kisses your face,
the warmth of their glow melts everyone who catches a glance at you.

your eyes are the windows to
a whole different universe that exists inside of you.
they are the windows to your soul.
oh, how i wish you'd at least want to have a glimpse at mine
as much as i wish to delve into yours.
hjs, i hope your eyes meet mine this second time.
sancus Feb 2017
when i look at the skies, i'd remember you,
and when i close my eyes, i'd still see you.
for when there is darkness, there is you who shines.
Dec 2016 · 240
sancus Dec 2016
it was strange how your ethereal face,
your innocent smile,
and the sparkle in your eyes
could hide a devil inside.

you've tucked me into a blanket of thorns,
thinking they're sheets of clouds.
you've shown me the stairway to heaven but drove me to the edge,
into an abyss of loneliness and despair.

you're a wolf in sheep's clothing,
a demon under the guise of an angel.

it was strange how your ethereal face,
your innocent smile,
and the sparkle in your eyes
could hide a devil who would be the end of me.
Dec 2016 · 640
soulmates (not)
sancus Dec 2016
isn't it fun to
believe in things that aren't
real? fate. soulmates. you.
Dec 2016 · 190
pas conscient
sancus Dec 2016
you are still tearing
me apart and yet, you are
not aware of it.
Dec 2016 · 898
blood and ink
sancus Dec 2016
when my heart bleeds ink,
and when my pen sheds blood, please
know it's about you.
Dec 2016 · 520
a blank piece of me
sancus Dec 2016
here i am again,
trying to fill the crevices you've left
not on my heart alone,
but on every piece of my being.
Dec 2016 · 899
rain, tears and cries
sancus Dec 2016
the clouds are my eyes
and the raindrops are my tears.
do you hear my cries?
Dec 2016 · 8.1k
the garden named pain
sancus Dec 2016
if only my unreciprocated love
would cause me to throw up flowers,
you'd wake up to a garden and
see the beauty of the pain you've caused.

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