#insist
i am in the lowest of the abyss
that whilst i struggle to resurrect to bliss
i know someone has been whispering to me
in celebration of my failure to Thee
i come in white, wavering across my body
well-aware that i am no longer worthy
i struggle a fight in the darkness
but today, I insist I win.
Jul 2, 2019
Jul 2, 2019 at 12:02 AM UTC
I am "OK"...
Just for the sake of saying it!
WHY DO I GET TO SEE YOU?
LIKE SERIOUSLY WHYYY???
When I am having a breakdown so HIGH!
I just smile for others in the fear to not freak out,
cause they insist,
I am nowhere overhere
WHY DO I EVEN EXIST?
Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 1:33 AM UTC
He reached into the paper bag his friend handed over and pulled out a small picture frame.
“Do you want it?” his friend asked.
He turned it over carefully to see what was in the frame. Through the glass, he saw a beetle mounted in cotton, displayed along with a strip of paper that held its name. It looked like something good to have hanging in his room.
“Yeah, but why?” No one just gives away nice things. At least no one gives stuff away without a reason.
“Why, what?”
“Why are you just giving stuff away?”
“Oh,” silence, “I just don’t need it.”
It was a non-answer, a truism, something people say just to get people to asking questions without lying. That’s not enough, he thought. If there was anything he knew about his friend, it was that he liked to talk.
“Wait, so why don’t you need it?”
“Just take the whole bag. Maybe just give back the 3DS games”
He turned the frame around. There was a mark in the back, like someone tried to open it up with ballpoint pen that ran out of ink. Whoever made it gave up after one try but still managed to leave pinholes in the cardboard.
“Are you sure?”
“I think you’re asking too many questions for free stuff, guy”
He looked through his friend’s bag, wondering what else was inside. It was clothes, mostly, and ruffling through it wafted up a scent. The smell and the fabric, it was decidedly feminine to him. He had more questions, more thoughts to investigate.
A car, pulled over next to them. “My ride’s here,” his friend said.
He looked at the beetle. Its wing casings were a sickly yellow. He saw a few writhing brown dots come from under it. He felt sick. Maggots, he thought.
“Carlos,” he called out, handing back the bag, “I’ll keep the beetle”
His friend turned back, took the bag and left.
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 11:54 AM UTC
I wonder how we all have Known Strangers
We don't accept when people insist
But frankly, they do exist
I wonder how we all have Known Strangers
They once stood at your side
Now, They lie and hide
Even though they confide and cried
I wonder how we all have Known Strangers
All the thoughts of how'd they betray
All the happiness they took away
All the pain we suffer every day
All the crying they gonna repay
I wonder how we all have Known Strangers
Our pride may want them dead
But then a lot of things will be left unsaid.
I wonder how we all have Known Strangers
Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 11:24 AM UTC
atop the apex
is a most precarious point
to be stationed
the slightest tremor
can topple down the tip's vantage
engineers know this
yet some will insist
on being seated trickily there
clinging to the edge
like inane humpty dumpty
setting himself well up for
an inglorious fall
Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 11:28 PM UTC
There's a hole in my wall,
It's been there a while.
You ask why it's there,
And I nervously smile.
You offer to fix it,
I politely decline.
It doesn't need fixing,
It's perfectly fine.
I like it there,
But you still insist.
If that hole weren't there,
I wouldn't exist.
You won't give in,
You are rudely persistent.
You assure me that,
It'll be fixed in an instant.
Do you fix it for me,
Or is it only for you?
Now there are left,
Not one hole, but two.
Sep 21, 2017
Sep 21, 2017 at 11:44 PM UTC
I spend months
Silently admiring her
All from a distance
I finally see my chance
And so, I take it
And insist this
"We should be friends"
1 new message
She welcomes me
Casually, into her life
We talk a lot and
She remembers, but
It is no longer night
And so, I let it end
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 11:12 AM UTC
in every ten
days
maybe
all the
sensibly
loses the sense
you know
leaving only
a bit of
stupidity
kinda crazy
you know
kinda infantile
you know
kinda gentle
i know
i mean
i think i know
and in every ten
friends
if one of them wanted me good
would say:
"give up"
i didn't
and there was a piece of
stubbornness
senselessness
but it wasn't a choice
not this time
and in every ten
glances
peeps
keeks
one of them find you
serene
calm
tiny
protecting yourself
in your space
in your ******
and i say
to let the fluidity
flow
ignoring
dropping
all the policy
the politeness
drunkenness
deafness
until you know
until you feel
that in every ten
lots of other ten
will come
and in every ten
i'll turn the sides
and look sheepish
just to know
if you are
near
me.
Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 12:14 AM UTC