Louise Ruen

Louise Ruen Apr 2017

Rewind to one summer ago
When the leaves were still blossoming on their branches
Just like ourselves, blooming into a new life,
a new chance
So we made a pact, made a bond, a contract
Four musketeers (we’re the real OG)* on the loose
Inseperable and undeniably connected
We spit our hands and smashed them together

Fast forward
Now you spit on me instead
All the leaves died a long time ago
Soon new ones will bloom
If they are able to hold on to their branches despite the gushing hurricane that doesn't seem to be leaving soon.

Mama once told me some people only last a season
But
I never thought it would be like this
Never thought you would act like this
Never thought you would treat me like this
Never thought you would forget like this
Never thought I could cry like this

You words and promises didn't last
We’re just plastered with plastic perfect smiles
Too bad we have crooked teeth.

Recently realized my so called friends didn't treat me like friends should. And you know, it's not their fault if they don't want my friendship - there are much more interesting people out there so that's cool. But I feel like a fool for not realizing it until now. First lesson of 2017: "You have to learn to get up from the table when love is no longer being served"

Louise Ruen Apr 2017

No More Excuses

The city isn’t stopping you baby. It’s just you.
You say you’ll do it tomorrow,
The sun rises, but it’s still not tomorrow for you. It’s never tomorrow for you.
You say you should be planning your life. You have not stopped planning
You say you’ll chase your dreams. I still only see crawling.

Reminder to myself to take action instead of just talking about it.

Mar 2017

kaycog

Don't buy into the false realities of discount bargains

talk is cheap
I can't afford words
with a pocket full of cash
I'll use inflation as my scapegoat
when you're a store clerk
I'm a kid with troubled eyes
I'll spend my vacant stares like currency
and spare change on vocabularies

Louise Ruen Mar 2017

Unreal Reality

My eyes seek yours, but they will never meet, since you are starring into your black screen
So I speak, my mouth forming the words of appreciation,
But your ears are filled with rubber(ish)
I reach for your hand, but in your palm already lies the woman of your dreams
How am I to compare to her glassy delicacy?
She’s smart, she’s strong, she’s obedient, she’s loyal and she doesn’t have moodswings
I notice the way you light up when she’s lit up

But even for her working overtime is a tiring impossible mission, and suddenly she’s tapped of energy
You cry, and I don’t know if it’s because your only option left is to talk to me
Only your reflection stares back at you on that black mirror of yours now.

I know how much you loved her spell
You don’t even notice I’m gone.

So many people are loosing touch with reality

#love #society #reality #criticism #phones