#shortverse
cold in my chest where charcuterie burned
pages of lifelines now crackle and moan
prayers for a future never returned
and silence within, the loudest I’ve known
Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 12:09 AM UTC
To Gatsby,
it is the green light shining across his bay that he could never seem to reach,
To the earth,
it is the sky that she could only touch as the horizon spreads out,
To the moon,
it is the sun that he continues to chase since the beginning of time, only to find her shinning for just a couple of seconds.
To me,
you.
Mar 10, 2019
Mar 10, 2019 at 4:45 PM UTC
you make living feel happier, easier, better.
i want to get lost in the depths of your eyes,
green as the grass in spring, more breathtaking than my favorite scene.
“stay, stay, stay”, a silent whisper in between hopes and wishful thinking
Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 3:20 PM UTC
here’s to the risk takers,
unafraid of uncertainty and the pain it carries.
what is life without risks anyway?
Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 11:12 AM UTC
as the blade runs through the flesh,
blood starts gushing out
she cried,
she screamed,
p a i n f u l l y
repeating it all over again
with a sense of hesitation
a miasma of burning cigarettes
and stale alcohol hung in the background
with bits of despair and tears
——
why can't she do it?
why can't she end her life?
why can't she save herself?
Jun 7, 2017
Jun 7, 2017 at 6:49 AM UTC