galaxy of myths

galaxy of myths Dec 2017

I am the hand
crawling in your mind.
I am the particles
in your hair, your curls.
I am the monsters chasing
you in your dreams.
I am the stranger you see
in a filled, busy street.
I am the odd character
that never had its own chapter.
I am the too orange evening sky
that makes the day feel eerie.
I am the tugging at your feet
when you're alone, asleep.
I am nothing
but a little bit of everything.
I am not the plot
but it's what you think about.
I am the curve you missed
but you know deep inside.
I came to see you
so don't let me go.
You can't let me go.
I know.
You won't let me go.

-m.b

galaxy of myths Dec 2017

pouring

The flower slouches, wilting.
Bruised and used and worn.
It's always raining, isn't it?
It's gloomy and cold.
The petals are constantly glistening,
stained with raindrops that keeps pouring.
It keeps pouring.
What little sunshine that glows,
doesn't stay for too long
for it keeps pouring.
It's been over two years now.
It keeps pouring.

-m.b

galaxy of myths Dec 2017

dazed days

I can see but I feel
like I'm being blindfolded.
I see light and everything but
I can't make sense of what I see.
Why is everything a blur
even when I have my glasses on?
I get scared. So scared
That people are watching
my every move.
They're probably laughing at me.
Make it stop.
No one cares.
I feel like I'm a disgrace
And I'm an awful person.

-m.b

Day 2 of being this way

galaxy of myths Dec 2017

mall panicking

I'm looking at everything and at everyone
but not at anything or anyone
in particular.
My eyes fleet over the distance
but not drinking in any detail.
I'm in a daze;
Hunched over in my oversized jacket,
hands hidden in pockets.
Sad sad.
This place is too noisy;
I'm getting warm with agitation.
My eyesight is blurry.
I just want this to stop.
But it goes on and on.
They're looking at me oddly.
Shrugging at each other
when I don't respond.
I tried to smile but fail.
Came out as a grimace again.
I did it again.
Always the odd one out.
"She's in that mood again"
I don't know. I don't know.
b r e a t h e
You'll get back on track again.
Hopefully. Eventually.

-m.b

Dec 2017

NRIKO

THE COEXISTENCE BETWEEN YOU AND A (PAST) OBSESSION

you are the fundamental sin,
a new ******'s oasis.

the night has come,
no one is hard to please.

feeding off of your emotions,
the portal to your gentle vulnerability
which i lack-
i want your bones, your flesh;
i want your pale skin, your soul;
riddled with my purple euphoric prose.

i look out
for your words to expose
and expose more and more
of your cracked skin.

you need love, red skin
and wet lips without blood
blooming underwater-
and i need another
warmth i cannot
contemplate.

entertain me,
entertain me,
show me what i am obsessed with.

eozyoh.
13.12.2017.
12:41.

i want to over-indulge again.

#love #lust #contemplation #lonely #loneliness #obsession #compulsion #entertainment #you #me

galaxy of myths Dec 2017

crisis

Like a pendulum, it swings.
Then up and down on a graph.
Happiness blooming;
Light me up and stuff.

Then there's the pain
banging between my ribs.
I'm a balloon tied in chains;
Shoved down like sips.

And I'm tired. Honey, I'm tired.
Of feeling the greatest
then having it snatched
from my outstretched hands.

What about you?
Escalation, de-escalation.
Do you feel it too?
Close my eyes, my stomach churns.

I gasp at kindness.
Then get angry at malice.
I don't deserve any of these.
Baby, baby. Why do I exist?

-m.b