#feeing
I feel nothing but dead,
with every ounce of strength left in my head,
so ******* **** me,
so my body,
can match how I've been feeling,
feeling that never seem to go away,
no matter how many petty wishes you make,
on stars and dreams you know in the end,
all are just ******* fakes,
but you still wish,
because sometime you hope and pray,
that one of these times,
that one ******* day,
you wish at the right moment,
and the **** you need happens,
but I still live by everything happens for a reasons,
so I am not supposed to cut my cord,
but you could cut it for me,
thats the loop hole,
in the death tolls system,
Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 8:19 PM UTC
I can only pretend to
Understand where you came from
I can only comprehend
Why you are you
You're terrified by me because
It is I who breaks those walls
And it is I who can understand you
I no longer pretend
I know who you are
You are no longer terrified
Jul 8, 2017
Jul 8, 2017 at 6:15 PM UTC
Drifting Time
That’s what this feeling is
I look out at a sky and there’s nothing but
Peace.
A darkness
An empty silence that stalks the walls of minds.
Kindness.
Sorrow with a flick. Hint of melancholia
The colour of shying sincerity
Gliding with a gentle stroke
The wrist
Honesty that spoke the test
of drifting.
That’s what this feeling
Is.
Time that I thought was mine, held,
Is there for the rest of the world.
You and me alike.
And that’s ok.
It’s fine.
I’m fine.
Finite.
You and I
Drifting through Space and Time
May 24, 2018
May 24, 2018 at 7:18 PM UTC