#twisting
What is this,
This twisting thing my face is doing
It feels so unnatural
My lips curling this way is disturbing
And they're doing it all on their own
What is this?
The corners seemingly defying me,
Lifting and contorting
I can't seem to stop it
People are reacting,
Though not retracting
What is this?
Ah, nevermind,
There it goes,
Quickly spoiling,
Back to all stale looking
Back to the real thing
Let's promise to never do that again
No more of this...
...ever
©2024
Oct 2, 2024
Oct 2, 2024 at 7:46 PM UTC
doesNOTExist).(bellybutton bushy-
balls bouncing bleachers
thurstNow is this moment s t retched as a dying
river's tears holding /tightly\ her shores
then doesNOTeXist can never be contained
within finite space ).( bellybutton bushy-
balls bouncing bleachers is never a safe
place for ***
:: 02.25.2020 ::
Mar 1, 2020
Mar 1, 2020 at 10:26 AM UTC
Elusive thoughts and dreams,
Permeant to the mind.
Merely phasing through the realities of my soul.
I loved the sickness of the mind,
A dark murky cloud of an unpredictable storm.
Pushing through the phases of that empty vastness,
Drowning in a swirling mix of confusion,
Spreading like a poison throughout the veins of a twisting,
Winding,
Painful injection upon the skin.
Living through the soreness of a long familiar ache,
Yearning for a peace that never quite settled.
Oct 26, 2020
Oct 26, 2020 at 8:29 PM UTC
Her body only existed where he touched her.
Twisting and writhing to his hands upon her flesh.
The rest of her evaporated into smoke.
Dispersing into the nights air from a masterstroke
Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 5:43 PM UTC
The darkness flowed from the flower’s bloom
Like ink dripping from a quill
She was the night sky
The flower’s veins shrieking
twisting awry
Oct 27, 2017
Oct 27, 2017 at 10:27 AM UTC
As my footsteps disappear into puddles
And the ripples go silent
I put to doubt
The things we make
Of mud today
As knowledge travels
Rails of science
Instead of the path
Of knowing time
We’re sending light
Where it wasn’t meant to be
Like the greatest of all angels did
We have turned learning into
An autopsy of everything
Lobotomizing every liberty
Analyzing mistakes to find
Better excuses
Bitterly abusing conscience
And sapience
Numbed by the applause
Of every new Eureka!
Oct 25, 2017
Oct 25, 2017 at 2:20 AM UTC
The puppet master's gone completely mad
Who knows when
Weaving webs of chaos
Knots collide
Casualties fall
And so I do not know
What he was before
But now I’m sure
He is a spider
Eating his own
Children
Oct 24, 2017
Oct 24, 2017 at 11:48 AM UTC
All the zigzag routes come toward You
So the right path is the destination of all twisting ways!
As the center point of a circle is One!
O! my Lord!
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Jul 5, 2017
Jul 5, 2017 at 9:08 PM UTC
The hourglass is broken,
my life is spilling out.
The doctor says I'm crazy
and I have no doubts.
The world around me is twisting
into a horrid display.
I am forced to watch as
my own mind begins to decay.
My friendships are being ruined,
and it's doing so at a great cost.
I feel like I'm standing in an open field
yet I've never felt so lost.
The moon has killed the sun,
and taken his fiery crown.
All I can do is watch
as my whole life begins to drown.
Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 11:03 PM UTC
I feel a vague sense of *****
In my near future, which is funny
Because I could have sworn I was fine
With out having to lie lie lie
Just a second ago
Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 4:21 PM UTC
Mischief wanders
falling deep.
Twisting and turning
beneath your feet.
Sep 5, 2014
Sep 5, 2014 at 10:23 PM UTC