#craxy
Has this ever happened to you?
Strange that it happened to me...
I came across a stranger I never thought I'd meet.
Stranger has a journal
Stranger let me read
And inside of those pages seemed every word was written to me.
Yet I had never met this soul a second of my life.
Seems they have written a response to my every move over time,
Wrong or right,
Stranger knows me.
Stranger apparently not,
Journal showed me...
What do I do now?
With this feeling I have for them?
If I carry it out I'll surely lose again.
There's a pattern in that journal
I make the same mistake that hurts me
So naive I just fall free into anybody's arms who I seem open up,
And when they close and I hit the ground and I break I want to give up.
Stranger told me
Stranger knows me
No need to think inside.
"I already know things, you dont have to hide, I wrote everything. I know your kind".
Feels like 3 days but its only been one.
Feels like my place in darkness is done.
Feel like my face is finally enough and my ways are actually going up.
I know better
Its too good to be true.
It didn't happen to me
Maybe it'll happen to you.
Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 4:46 PM UTC
My bed strewn with books
I shrink to a side
My thigh on the computer
pressing innumerable keys all at once
I search for the phone
with a dreamy hand
reminiscences of a dream
Still in my eyes
Searching for messages
Life too is like a scattered dream
Can't make sense
but everything seems to be there
don't know how to connect
a jigsaw puzzle
The bed is crazy
A khushwant here
copies of writing there
Some ink
An unpacked box
The wind lifts the dark screen
And i open my eyes a little more
Dreams oozing
light filtering
my throat dry
Wishing for some sweet tea
I search for more messages
And still more tangled dreams
Jan 14, 2015
Jan 14, 2015 at 1:51 AM UTC