Arisa

Arisa Mar 2019

Wild Dreamer

I need baby bars on my bed
To keep me from falling
On my head.

- Sincerely, I'm a wild dreamer.

I wake up in the morning on the floor. I need help.

#sleep #lucid #dream #baby #cradle #cot #short

Arisa Mar 2019

Arachnophobia [haiku]

Spider in my room.
Tucked away in the corner.
I know you are there.

The paranoia of people scared by spiders is pretty funny to me.

#arachnophobia #haiku #spider #tarantula #fear #phobia

Arisa Mar 2019

Buried Alive

Rich soil fills my mouth
And covers my eyelids in soot
As I hear the clank of a shovel against hard stone,
and feel the weight of dirt on my once pink-lips
Now faded to a dusty brown
As I'm buried
5 ft deep
Underground.

Muffled footsteps leave my mortal presence,
The shovel left behind, next to my stump of a body.
No breaths to be taken,
No blinks to be had,
I think to myself, in this silent solace, surrounded by black:
Suffocation is slumber.
Not something to be admired,
But rather recognized.
I am one with the Earth
And the Earth is one with me.

If the police do find my body,
Or a stray dog digs up my death,
All I can say is that the burial was quick,
And that my
Deep breaths
Turned Shallow
Within
Minutes.

I've once read a story about a child that was buried alive,and was miraculously saved by an old gravedigger who heard him scratch the roof of his coffin. This is based on that.

#buried #underground #phobia #scary #death #underworld #hell #soil

Arisa Mar 2019

when someone tells me their problems

Fuyu for Winter,
Natsu for Summer.
I find no ***** to give,
So that's a huge ******.

I often find people come to me to talk about their feelings because I'm a 'Good Listener' - What they don't know is that I'm only a good listener because I have nothing to say. Because of this, I come off as cold and a tad mysterious.

#japanese #japan #seasons #winter #summer #**** #relatable

Arisa Mar 2019

A Mistake

Our genesis,
The foundations of us,
Was architecturally unsound.
A mistake.
A footprint left in wet cement,
Once dried, it's for all to see.
To point at. To laugh at.

Our genesis; A mistake.
We were the two girls
That shouldn't have held hands so liberally
During the school culture festival.
Two girls.
Who know a broken heart,
Tried to tie our halves together in a twisted knot,
All to get over our previous loves, previous lives,
And try to move on with something fresh on our fragile minds
And immortal, frail, hearts.

You stitched my heart back together within a few days,
So I'm sorry that I wasn't enough to stitch yours within years.

My first relationship with a girl did not end in happiness and rainbows. I wrote this poem for the one and only Mei.

#heartbreak #romance #mistake #love #apologize #sorry #heart #lesbian #relationship

Arisa Mar 2019

Blurred Faces

The ones with blurred faces
Knocked down my door last night
And tugged at my limbs with such desperation
- A rigorous exercise.

Their hands, rattling in a sharp neon glow
Stole away many things as they held me down
And shone the bright lights into my eyes,
Turning my pupils into hollowed colour:

Trust.
Potential.
Innocence.
Friendship.

All gone.
All taken.
All dead.
During the break-in.

All I see are faces I could not recognize. The strangers we face today are the people that break our hearts in the morrow.

#strangers #blurred #eyes #thief #stealing #steal #kleptomania #fear #phobia

Arisa Mar 2019

To My First Love

The low cloud above the hill
Would cling to the top of the tallest tree,
And yet no memory of us
Would cling to me the way nature illustrates.

Not forgetfulness, my love.
Not out of spite, my dear.
Just a watercolor of the way we were.
And don't lie, we weren't happy.

Those days where we sat in front of a konbini,
Long after-school after-noons,
Ended far too soon.
Ended far too quiet.

You would stare, stare, stare a storm.
A tempest that I could not see despite examining you for a lifetime.
They said we looked perfect together.
But you never looked at me the way you would the distance.

So instead the distance stood in between me and you,
Kota.
I was so ready to love you.
But we bit off more than we could chew.

An open letter to my first love. I still feel so much for him...
So it hurts me still.

#love #breakup #sadness #distance #nature #romance #dramatic