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χαρμολύπη Jan 2019

burn what you find
in the depths of my heart
with blind rage drown any remnants of you
with the sickening smell of gasoline
clouds forming before my eyes
tunnel vision
no one ever changes but that's okay
because you could do so much worse
as you strike the match against the box
i'll be smiling to myself
with rivers flowing down my cheeks;
an eternal reservoir of you
preparing myself for the heavenly bliss
to come as you watch all that i know
rot away before your eyes.

based on a greek song that makes me cry every time i listen to it. i wrote this on vacation as i was bored in my hotel room with no wifi

#dying #heaven #gasoline #heartache

χαρμολύπη Jan 2019

the counselor

the school counselor
what a cliche
but your nonchalant attitude
is irresistible
you're young too
it's quite uncommon
how'd you get this job, if i may ask?
ignorance is bliss
as they say.
nonetheless, i haven't seen you much
except in the halls sometimes
but you called me downstairs the other day
and i noticed how you're not so perfect
as i imagined
you've got a beard to hide your acne scars
slightly overgrown eyebrows
but, very broad shoulders
dressed to the nines in a suit every day
blue or gray, to be precise
when you spoke to me
asking if i was skipping class
you were awfully close
not that i minded
i'm also not sure where you were looking
i hope at my lips
rather than my eyes
eyes are the window to the soul
and we both don't want to know
what my true intentions are

wrote this on the metro coming home.

#counselor #school #trouble #irresistible #eyes #intentions

χαρμολύπη Jan 2019

spite @ 2am

ive got my nails painted all the colors of the rainbow
little ones running all around my feet
the sounds of sickening screaming and laughter
fill and overflow my thoughts
and i have no recollection of the time
all the clocks are frozen
there's the tv in the corner with the news channel
and the news anchor is screaming in a language i don't understand
in the next door room
the adults drink themselves silly
my mother calls me in
her eyes are rimmed with crystal clear *****
next thing i know,
im texting my dad back home
how to keep my brother and the kids safe
from the drunken ******* which is my mother.

χαρμολύπη Jan 2019

the bartender

you were on your break when i walked into the bar
scrolling on your phone
to fill the void of boredom;
i presume.
didn't figure out your name by the time i left
does it even matter?

what does matter
is what i noticed about you
in that short amount of time:
a cold aura that surrounded you
a neatly trimmed beard to hide your acne scars
and a shy, yet assertive look that you shot my way a couple times
it was nice seeing you
till next time

the bartender was cute, and his stoic demeanor made him so much more enchanting

#flirting #bar #interesting #stoic #aura

χαρμολύπη Jan 2019

hey there, stanger

i can feel your stare
while you lean up against the pole
of the noisy subway
you've got battered up sneakers
and slightly messy hair
you're pretending to look at your phone
as if it is more interesting than my face
you'd like to be in my presence
yet the driving force of the train
stops you all together.
the lady overhead announces your stop,
and i look up at you once again
you make me think that you'll stay for the next stop
until you slip out of my sight at the last second
before the doors close shut.

some guy was staring at me in the metro, i didn't find him all too attractive. but there was a lot more to him and i could sense it.

#interesting #stranger #staring #subway

χαρμολύπη Dec 2018

drawn and quartered

im glad to have an outlet for my thoughts.
well?
it's been one hell of a year.
most times it felt like all my limbs were attached to horses,
all running in opposite directions.
other times,
i felt like i was lying atop a cloud.
how many tears spilled.
and giggles shared.
i'm just happy to be alive.

wishing for a better 2019.

#thisyear #sadness #lonely #heartache #laughs #smiles #love

χαρμολύπη Dec 2018

repressive nature

thinking back to all the times i've cried myself to sleep
i find that i can never remember the reasons why.
could've been the blood running down my pale cheeks,
or the purple galaxies that were drawn all over my chest;
the stitches ripping at the seams of my mind.

it's not like it even matters.
it's for the best that the memories i have fit together,
like a mismatched puzzle.
summoning my past doesn't have any effect either
i've blocked everything,
as deep as the marianna trench,
for the sole reason,
to keep everything hidden,
even from myself.