#downhill
Stop with the "baby"
It comes out on repeat like a broken record
In every sentence as if that's the solvent to every problem
As if you're making sure i don't forget the relationship we've built
I'm not a child so don't treat me like one
I'm not your past mistakes so don't make me feel like one
Mar 22
Mar 22, 2026 at 12:53 PM UTC
On my exploration, there are still secrets
that kept under my sleeves; it would be a
twisted knife in my defenseless night.
Between the heaven and sea,
there are traces of him, keeping me
haunted and wandering at it.
*Between the orbs and galaxies,
we're building towers,*
we're praying and pleading for a myriad miracles,
I nestled gently on his lips,
it was all downhill.
Jun 29, 2022
Jun 29, 2022 at 6:45 AM UTC
I hit my peak so long ago
I was six, on top of the world
On top of the jungle gym,
Not that it was different.
But since then,
rolling downhill
Jan 19, 2021
Jan 19, 2021 at 9:27 PM UTC
Your feet locked into your board,
You’re rolling to the crest,
The point of no return,
Heart pounding as your eyes scan the road,
Checking the surface for bumps, stones and grates,
As your board builds up speed,
Your mind empties,
The board wobbles every so often,
Your body on fire with adrenaline,
You begin to feel like Kerosene is pumping through your veins,
You hit the first bend,
Your heart races as the board slips out,
You reign it back in,
Controlling it like a wild Mustang,
You begin back downhill,
A straight,
You see the bottom where the floor levels out,
You begin to breathe a little easier,
You hit the bottom,
You let out an almighty “WOOOOOO" as you slow down,
The feeling of facing death and winning,
Leaving you in a state of euphoria.
Feb 10, 2020
Feb 10, 2020 at 12:57 PM UTC
I really don’t have much time left
really want to spend all my time with you again.
It’s been a year
I’m missing you so badly each day passes
Yes we’ve chat, we catch up a few times.
But the bond isn’t the same as last time
Because you probably move on already
I love you so much, I’m sorry to say it now
Because when you want hear it so badly I couldn’t say it out. Time will tell. And time really tell, how can I love you when it’s been a year?
Don’t made me a fool
because of you I look a god **** fool
I put so much efforts just to get close to you again.
‘seen’
Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 4:14 PM UTC
One day we won't have this skin.
Our bright eyes may even sink.
Without Summer days,
or our cheap wine for veins.
Though we had coming things,
though we had dreams,
we couldn't know.
The past only a day ago,
then two years to four.
Eight seemed a ways,
now,
A decades erased.
Time seems the slope,
too steep to be paved.
Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 2:30 AM UTC
Lately
We don't know how to love
without a war
We are most passionate
on the battlefield
We speak in bullets
and every argument
becomes an explosion
I walk in a barren field
passing soldiers of our past
laying
burning
dying
I watch the corpses of my happiness
turn to ash
I watch us destroy the "we"
we worked so **** hard
to create.
Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 12:27 PM UTC
Up down
the hill that I just keep
finding my feet
flowing but I can't stop
and my knees
lock and bones grind
breaking my teeth
forced into falling down and down
but an up comes, yeah?
do you know
when the rivers flow back
and my heart
finds its beat and the woods sing again
I'm not sure,
and my arms
outstretched towards the endless sky
I weep for the moon and mostly
for you--
--LNM
(12.01.2016)
Dec 1, 2016
Dec 1, 2016 at 10:10 PM UTC
Whatever happened to chasing after your dreams?
All we are now are the butterflies, released
Because "if you love them, let them go"
Well, ***** ancient proverbs
I don't expect anything to come back
If it's been abandoned, you see
Looks like its going downhill from here
Yet I still gaze up to the heavens
Instead of the hell before me
I guess that's the torture of
Not knowing where you're going
When you're an optimist like me
Jun 1, 2016
Jun 1, 2016 at 6:41 PM UTC
I can feel it wearing on my skin, a deterioration of my bones, sandpaper on my heart, carving holes and smoothness in paces were they don't belong, polishing me into something it isn't. Inside my head I'm screaming but its hard when everyone knows better, everyone is telling me what to do, no one is willing to let me just do things my way, those ways are wrong, always wrong, and I need to stop them or else. Or else what? I'm not even sure I just know its bad and bad is bad and that's something I'm not supposed to be doing.
My body is caving in on itself, but I don't have the time for it, I'm late, so very late, for all the important dates and I can't let the axes fall and the queens to get angry for I can't waste any time with my head chopped off. I have to keep it together. I must keep it together. I have no choice but to keep it together.
I can't lose anything. I've built my mountain of progress and though my heart is being sandpapered into a mess and a circle of conformity and pain, I can't stop I can't breathe if I breathe a breath of my own air they reject it and my new lungs they gave me reject all air that is original. I can't breathe. I can't keep things together. Everything is a broken cacophony of madness and I cannot silence them and they fill my lungs and bleed me of oxygen until my body is panicking and I'm not breathing.
I want to feel better. I want the monsters gone and the fear and the shattered fragments to find their place somewhere safer than the tips of my fingers and the center of my heart. I'm so scared. I'm so tired.
I'm tired of trying and failing and having no time to breathe and when I try to give myself time to breathe I'm not better and things hurt more and everything spiraling down, down, down, and I can't stop it its like my brakes are broken and I'm careening into traffic and I'm trying to save myself but my airbags are broken and my windshield is shattered and my bones are brittle and my seat-belt is choking me and I know that if I don't get the brakes to stop soon I'll be dead but I know if I stop driving I'll hate myself more so I pray to unnamed gods and figments of my imagination to let me live past one more intersection so that I don't have to stop never stop and just keep on going forward.
I don't know if I'll make it, but I can't stand the idea of braking now. I could lose everything I've ever dreamed of, and I can't stand the thought of that.
I'm so tired and everything hurts, but I can't brake now, I can't sleep now. It might **** me but losing everything would **** me too. Stuck between a whirlpool and a seven headed ***** guess I'm picking the ***** and hoping I have enough marbles by the end to make it through.
Please stop being tired.
Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 12:55 PM UTC
The laws of gravity are simple
What goes up
Must come down
But what goes down
Keeps going down
Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 8:37 AM UTC