#tricky
What do i do, if i know it's not right? Eye contact is nothing and everything, if there are no words. I want to talk. We can't, so we don't. My feelings don't matter in this weird building with certain laws. Hopefully you don't want me. Hopefully you do. Hope is weird. Don't you think too? Come to me, not me to you. Where no one cares of us. Dreaming is good. They say dreams come true. What if we prove that. We prove it secretly. Go on. Just do it already. You know you want to. Me too. What would you do, if only us two, here in this place, where everyone's face, leaves it unsaid.
Aug 20, 2025
Aug 20, 2025 at 10:07 AM UTC
My current life is in rewind mode.
I’m looking for answers. I’m looking for codes.
Calmness for me is like a ghost.
I’m looking for answers. They are foremost.
There’s no need for sorrow, no need for cry.
It counts for nothing. It's all a lie.
I need to find the very twist.
But time doesn’t slow down at least.
I’m going backwards. My memory’s tricky.
It keeps all in mind. It is so sticky.
I rake up all: how loved, how fought,
How I forgave, and how I sought.
I spilled into ash, but I got up.
I saved myself, but others closed up.
I’m digging, throwing, looking for answers.
It beats me whole. It’s like a cancer.
What if that's all a fiction, a wrong?
Like the Atlantis, sunk too long.
A legend, which is almost forgotten.
And me, who wasn’t loved as a rotten.
And now I’m going back again,
Ridiculous, clumsy, unhelpful, mundane.
My world relocated a long time ago.
It’s an emptiness warehouse, a storage of Echo.
Feb 26, 2025
Feb 26, 2025 at 2:05 PM UTC
More times than not,
The hero in me
Trips over the zero in me
I get caught,
Tangled up in the calamity
Of this often-overlooked emergency
A played-out plot,
So there's no urgency
I already know the worst in me
I don't pick my spot,
Never holding back what I let people see
Keeping me under wraps was getting especially tricky
I don't know what I wanted, or what I thought
But this is what I got,
Me,
My own worst enemy
©2024
Aug 15, 2024
Aug 15, 2024 at 7:52 PM UTC
Trust is a tricky thing.
One person in your life can shake the ground you walk on forever without a second thought.
Your own anxieties bring insecurities that make you lose trust in people. It's not always their fault, but when those sneaking feelings end up being true, ******* it takes so much to come back from that.
Distrust and uncertainty seep into everything moving forward. You can't help but compare and see similarities. ***** the glaring and incredible differences, you will still find ways to not trust him. It's not fair to him, but you feel jaded like it doesn't matter anyway. Continue building those walls and slamming more bricks up there each and every time you have a concern, warranted or not.
You'll push everyone away because you will never be able to let go of those parts of yourself.
-t.s.
Feb 22, 2024
Feb 22, 2024 at 10:05 PM UTC
I guessed
it was harder
to Forget
And easier
to Forgive -
I guess
I’m not good
at guessing.
Apr 11, 2020
Apr 11, 2020 at 4:26 PM UTC
How can you believe my eyes?
magic seeks the commonplace
morning light has passed us by
bitten tongues will bleed disgrace
All this light is empty space
illumination at a price
I don't care to show my face
how can you believe my eyes?
Left your home seeking the light
tragic, gone without a trace
stars are wandering tonight
magic seeks the commonplace
Host of a forgotten place
lost the vision to your sight
new moon waxing as it wanes
morning light has passed us by
Angels mourn the devil's night
beauty lies in fallen grace
frozen flames are burning bright
bitten tongues will bleed disgrace
Look upon my hollowed face
anemic bones can bear no lies
torn by your spellbinding ways
show me your pale heart this night
Then, I might believe my eyes
Dec 7, 2019
Dec 7, 2019 at 1:47 AM UTC
Losing a heart very quickly
could be joyful, could be tricky.
For all is fair in love and war
and beside every closed door
there’s a window opening
and an angel whispering.
Aug 3, 2019
Aug 3, 2019 at 2:49 PM UTC
They were each other's apparently,
Shrouded by the words: "Till death do us part".
*They actually meant: **"Only until-
Someone new crosses our path."**
What happened to honesty?
Where did loyalty disappear?
Replaced conveniently by deceit,
Morality sits in the rear.
With ulterior motives,
Promises are made; I've seen a million.
I'm not being cynical,
Just practical in opinion.
The heart, hence, is stupid.
Steered purely by dopamine;
And that's why we have a brain.
Do not dwell into the irrational,
Tread carefully,
Life is a tricky mind game.*
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 8:11 AM UTC
Demons…by Jessie
Out amongst the unseen, there is a force that lurks
Attempting to disrupt my life and gum up all the works
Hiding underneath the rocks, in shadows cold and black
Waiting for the proper time to engage a sneak attach
These sneaky little demons, vile as they can be
Cut me off before I start, right below the knees
Just as I am lead to think, I’m going to get ahead
They change the course of fortune, and kick me in the head
I’m on to you Oh demon seeds; I know your tricky games
You’ll have me looking stupid, you’ll have me feeling shamed
I know just how to beat you; I’ll flank you from the side
I am after you now demon… run you demon, hide
Feb 9, 2018
Feb 9, 2018 at 8:15 PM UTC
Did you know you can trick the brain; even if there is no trick. Simply by tricking it into thinking that it's been tricked.
"I can't believe you drank it"
spits out water
Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 12:06 PM UTC
A succulent fruit, I desire, yet strange, never wish to eat,
my love, you've ever been, breathtakingly bewitching!
How couldn't I wake up to this truth sooner, I wonder,
being too aware, perhaps that this heart has no replacement.
Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 2:55 PM UTC
Tricky and sticky
hard to get out of
but easy to get ****** in
how do I tell the difference
are you love?
you are empty promises
you are the relationship with no labels
you are the late night getaways
the text messages I hide away
you are the heartbreak
you are what makes my knees shake
you make me tuck my morals away
as I dance among your lips
I feel the grip on my hip
my wrist held down tight
I blossom into the queen
of the night
Can't you see my body tremble?
Finding pleasure there
Finding love there
And my body
My heart remembers..
As I wait thirsty
Hungry for the next time
hungry for you
This is not love,
this is not what its like
this is not what I longed for every night
it's a trick but it feels right
It's a trick, right?
Apr 13, 2016
Apr 13, 2016 at 6:07 AM UTC