and so the moon weeps

for the millionth time

as it is the millionth night

far too few souls

are willing

to dance in her light

The morning light is creeping unto my window sill,
it was warm and sweet, but agony in its rising from the ground.
summer doesn't stain me any shade of pink,
I remain a pallid white of cadaverousness.

the birds sing their birdsong to any ear that listens,
but as the flowers fall from trees, ears a lended elsewhere.
towards the monetary dictator, a tyrant in its blood,
we disregard the flowers our snow it comes as floods.

the birth of warmth it boils, swelters in God's midst,
a year is marked, and death - will give their graceful Kiss.

we all fall in a dark abyss
of depression,
leaving out the people who love us,
only to protect them from this gorge of sadness.

Frenzy a plenty
Ecstasy galore
Laughter’s a heartbeat away
Intoxication’s the norm.
Zappy and happy-zoned.

Nights spent in euphoria
Angst barely touched with a ten foot pole
Verily a time to be merry.
If time could stop and we’d
Dabble in stuff
As nonchalantly as during these festive times
Delusions would be rarer.

the very first time i looked up to the sky,
it was dark, and it was scary— still, i tried.
the world was so cruel, and my mind was in chaos
but someone told me, “it’ll be the most brilliant darkness in our eyes”

darkness has never felt this comforting before
so warm, it feels like home. so accepting it feels like a hug.
since then, i never took my eyes off darkness
because i know, it’ll be the most brilliant in our eyes.

even with all these voices in my head,
im still lonely without you.

You used to be my sun
I needed you to grow

Now
I am my sun,
and I’ve outgrown you.

my skin is under my fingernails, now
a daisy caught in my throat
maple syrup dripping from my eyes
bloodshot heart from reading your texts past midnight

i'm not sure if you love me
even though you wrote the words all over my neck