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Nad Sep 2016
"Morning sunlight kisses our bodies,
Messed up sheets by our tangled bodies,
Tracing each other's backs lovingly."
Nad Jul 2016
Darkness is a normal setting of mine
Spending everyday with
Sleeplessness dominating
Jaded is what my life has become

I'm consistently drained
Mentally, physically, and spiritually
Having nightmares without sleeping
Living with no one in a packed household

Life ****** my poor fatigued body
black hallowed soul left me  
Drifting apart from being
Jaded is what my life has become
Nad Nov 2016
I’m burning with desire
to delve deeper into
the darkness
that once ****** my soul

swim centuries long
till i reach the end
where feelings
are no longer felt

where looking forward to tomorrow
is not practiced anymore  
where looking forward to living
does not exist anymore.
Nad Mar 2017
a quiet night
                                                    echoing­ sobs
                                        glimpse of grief
                                                 heavy heartbeats
                                  sulking by a corner
                                             blaming my mind for hours
                          thinking over and over again -
                        

you can never grow a dead flower.
Nad Dec 2017
an old dusty box left in the corner
in the nook of never stepped hallway, like a boulder
all alone in there, it could be a mourner
stayed in, for what felt like an eternity
isolated from being, morbidly

exploring the tantalizing sound of
silence
wondering its mesmeric and ecstatic balance
that left her, delirious and lustful for guidance

lights shined through the window, sooner
the wind came, rigorously blew dust further,
old ***** dust flew sporadically in every corner
that She could watch
float flawlessly forever

an old dusty box left in the corner
She begged to be a no longer.
Nad Mar 2018
‪her skin is caressed ‬
‪ever so gently,‬
‪but she whimpers ‬
‪through her smiles, ‬
‪cause no one knew, ‬
‪ever since the start‬
‪she’s full of them...‬
‪these ****** bruises and scars.

— The End —