It's a long way to
utopia so make sure
to bring your coffin

8:37 PM
26/7/20

Not even the rain
could stop you from brightening
up this dreary day

6:37 PM
26/7/20

I didn't know
I needed her guidance
until she opened up her arms.
It might have been
her beauty,
it might have been
the drugs,
but with the way she read my cards,
I was convinced that she was
some sort of goddess
at one with
the universe.

The lust you feel
is nothing more than
the need for physical validation
that you are still desirable
to replace the emotional
rejection of being
unlovable.

Your eyes were
as warm as the sun.
To this day,
you still have me
chasing the horizon,
chasing that warmth
I felt with you.

This is not the life
I had in mind and I am
sick of pretending

10:53 PM
22/7/20

There is only
one road into this heart-
no speed limit,
and no exits to
speak of.

She is as bright
as a shooting star-
her trail brings beauty
upon this world.
Although I try to her,
she will never be within my reach.
But just to be in the presence
of such beauty is more
than I could ask for.

Chasing the night,
again.
Hoping for the one
to help me forget
about the
pain.

Even the bad ones are good-
they remind me of how poorly
reality measures up.

She was the
best dancer
in Tennessee.
I thought she
was going to
marry me.

There is
a road leading
deep within your soul.
It may be guarded
by demons but
it's a road I
wish to
travel.

We can
runaway
into the night,
hand in hand,
with nothing but
our dreams
to guide us home,
wherever home
may be...

I love you
louder than
the city that never sleeps.
New York,
it's got nothing on us,
baby.

I am just a ghost
walking with the wind
and it cuts through me
like a never-ending blizzard.
All I can do now is
gather memories
of warmer times,
of warmer eyes
of names that have long since escaped me.
When will these winter winds
whisk me away?
I don't want to feel again.

Do you find yourself
staring into the abyss when
there is no more light
left to be found?
We are only human-
were we ever meant to
know such dread?

Do you love
what we were?
who we are today?
or what we could
become?

If you want to keep
yourself safe and content then
never let them in

11:08 PM
15/7/20

Is it enough to
say 'I miss you' before you
walk the other way?

11:05 PM
15/7/20

I find myself
in the same winter grave
year after year.
Lucky for me,
it's not too cold
for me to claw my way
back into the warm arms
of summer.

I am forever
jealous of the nights not spent
by your side, my dear

7:44 PM
14/7/20

The sea
is shallow,
as is the Grand Canyon
when compared to how deep
my love is
for you.

There are few
who really know me
at all.
Sure,
some will know a few
facts about me-
they'll try to piece me together
in a way that makes sense to them.
Sometimes I believe the idea of me
that they have created
or perhaps I don't know
myself at all.

you can let people
leave when you know the ones who
care will always stay.

12:36 PM
6/7/20

I have long
forgotten the warmth
of the summer days-
inside my heart,
there is an
endless
winter.

Your smile still
shines like a sunflower
and only your laughter
can bloom this heart.

Perhaps time did not stop,
but life,
as I know it,
did.
Whenever I look back,
I'm still there,
amidst the chaos
and frozen
in time.

Some days
I miss the sun.
Nevertheless,
I still wake up and
see your smile-
that's all the warmth I need
to start the day.
These mornings could not
get any better.

I still hope
you find comfort
in the shirt you stole
from me.
The one I wore my
heart on my sleeve
for you.
Yeah,
I really miss
that shirt.

Do not be afraid
to raise the price
of what it costs
to access
you.

Drifting across your sea-
carry me away with your waves
away from these people
and this land I have outgrown.
Maybe I will drown
but that's a risk I'm willing to take
if it means I get to
breathe you in.

I am
just a reflection
of yourself.

Perhaps I am
just a window
for everyone to see through,
to lift me up for their own vanity
only to put me down when
the world grows dark.

Our love is
like a polaroid-
it developed slowly and
even shaken along the way.
But no matter what our
perfect picture has endured,
it will always be worth framing
as long as you are
center frame.

The love bug
is not kept in a jar
but left to roam from afar.
The love bug
must be set free
to see if it was meant to be.

Sometimes, it is just
as simple as this sentence:
I miss your smile

4:39 PM
23/6/20

You want a sign?
Honey, if you are in need
of a sign to convince yourself
that it is right,
it probably
isn't.

I
don't care
anymore.
I feel myself hollowing out
as the world grows bleaker
by the day.
These people
are termites and I
just don't care
anymore.

Whenever
you are ready
to let down your guard
and break down the walls,
I promise to pick up
every brick
and rebuild you
as if to rebuild
my home.

It's true,
muscle memory
is real and this heart
remembers
you.

To this day,
I'm still replaying
the memories of you and I.
You may still be able to
steal my thoughts away,
each one turning into
another piece of
poetry.

You may not
know this,
but your tears water my heart.
And from your tears,
love blooms
in this garden
of our tomorrow.

It's cold out
tonight-
I hope you still have
a vacancy left
in your heart
for this weary
soul.

I would rather
face the sun than
face the shadows and demons
buried deep inside.

Despite
the distance,
no one will ever
be closer to my heart
than you.

Just like
fractured hearts,
light must be fractured
to make a
rainbow.

**** fascism and
**** communism and ****
coronavirus

7:20 PM
4/6/20

This year,
we found angels
and demons,
heroes and cons,
standing upon and
deep beneath
this world.

Going home isn't
necessarily returning
to your house,
sometimes it's about returning
to a certain someone that
makes you feel
at home.

Dear diary;
I am my one
and only enemy.
Somehow,
I am content
and depressed
about it all
at once.