Nostalgia
courses through my veins.

Sentimental memories,
awaken.

The past is recreated...
revisiting my head -
accompanied by
experienced emotions and feelings
making me high.

Euphoria,
casts a spell on me
each time
I play that old
playlist.

Put your feet on the ground,
take a deep breath.
Now  Close  your eyes.

Feel, the rush pulsating through your veins.
Feel, the wind whipping against your skin.
Feel, the heat radiating from the sun.
Just, feel.

Now lift your feet off the ground,
release that breath.
Open  your eyes.

//KZ.M

So we write,
about this world,
about this place.
I write about somewhere we haven't gone.
my mind,
going into hysteria,
yet i feel euphoric.
Someday,
i won't have to wait for you,
so i write novels
to tell you,
i'm not the same person you knew.
Because i write novels in my head,
to tell you;
regardless of everything that has happened,
I've dedicated this part of my novel to you,
to say,
ILY you too.

//KZ.M

Once there was a lonely swing
It swung slowly at midday
But stood still at midnight
It was out of curiosty that i held its chain
Rusted from years of use

Slowly i sat and thought
"How lonely it must be to be forgotten"

To give pity on a swing
I must have lost my mind
So I held on and pushed
Slowly pushed on the cold sand
The swing creaked with each movement
Reminding me of its sullen old age

It brought me higher and higher
Euphoria filled me to the brim

I reached out as
I aimed for the stars
The constellations
The galaxies from afar
Grasping the dusts of the wind against my palm
Inhaling the cold city air

Breath in
Breath out

"Higher higher" i screamed
Lashing out to the nothingness that surronds me
Cringing to the sound of rust against rust

The silence was defeaning as I swung
So i pushed harder and harder
Till the universe embraced me
It made me dizzy as it took every ounce of my breath
So I had to stop
Because madness was an armlength away
Beckoning me to let go as i reached the peak of the sky

Maybe it wasn't so bad
To experience what it was like to fly for a moment
To be one with the midnight sky
Escaping reality for a second
Knowing i'll be crashing right back into its arms

So i gripped the chains and stopped
Allowing gravity to pull me back from my thoughts
Now the galaxies seemed to looked farther and farther
Seemlessly miniscule for my sight

The sound of night has now reached my ears
The harsh air has now reached my lungs
The insanity of what i may have done has now reached my mind

I then descend downwards from my fantasy
Landing from my left then to my right
I felt the cold sand against my worn out shoes
As i walk away from the lonely swing

The lonely swing that once gave me thoughts of madness and wonder

At twelve years old
S/he recognizes
The s is now mis-placed;
S/he's not a tom-boy,
But a real boy,
Running
His own race.

you rock me
and make my body tremble.
colors, you make me see so vividly
my heart, you flawlessly reassemble.
your fingertips leave fires on my skin,
and a raging storm in my eyes.
outward it comes, the love within
and i know i don't need a disguise.

i remember your hands all over me
while we were listening to that album.
your mouth tasted like sweet tea,
and your fists held my heart for ransom.
your teeth grazed me as i arched my back,
and i could see the fire in your eyes.
your pupils were of the purest black,
sending each other into the highest skies.

our bodies fit together like puzzle pieces,
sleeping in your arms is almost euphoric.
every time i see you, my need for you increases
and you keep me from feeling dysphoric.
thank you for being my best friend,
this life would be miserable without you.
i will fight for you until the very end,
being without you, just simply won't do.

before you, sad poems are all i know
words that bleed
pages blotched with tears

my poems were colder than snow
words that plead
torn pages of fears

i thought misery is all i need
to write poems from the soul
until you came

you changed my writing creed
this broken girl felt whole
now my poems will never be the same

thank you for changing the game