#idkman
Bleeding poetry fills the pages like ancient Rome was filled with wine.
The flowing words never make sense, but at least they're mine.
Every line the same lie- Im fine.
How long until this kindom will surrender?
Like the Vesuvius hidden in Pompeï.
Like a volcano hidden far away.
When the volcano erupts, will you stay?
And let me hold you strong and tender?
In this kingdom of fire, let me protect you.
I will hold you, through and through.
Call me your percecutor, that will do.
Will you let me be your defender?
This world is dark and full of fire- I see.
But it can be beautiful if we want it to be.
And as long as you will fight the world with me-
One day, we might comprehender.
Sep 28, 2019
Sep 28, 2019 at 6:12 AM UTC
I'm trying to keep up
But it just makes me fall behind more
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 5:58 AM UTC
Will I make it out of here?
I swear I'll only make you cry
My breath is shallow
My lungs cannot hold enough air
I'll be god, I'll be god today
You'll be mortal forever
My head is filled with parasites
That eat away at my brain
Till it is gone
Then they'll go for my eyes
They will eat me
Until I am only bone
And my tears are salt
Like the stars
Connecting together
To form the phantom image
Of me
Nov 21, 2025
Nov 21, 2025 at 10:02 PM UTC