#untangled
Apparition,
depise m3.
Always clinging onto
Dissonance.
It wasn't my fault.
The stresses stresses on
And nothing like it
Could ever begone.
It tears me.
You ever rip apart
The flesh of metaphoric
Truth?
Ofcourse not.
It belongs subjective.
Parallel and defiant.
It belongs to no one.
This continues onward.
It discontinues.
Sep 5, 2019
Sep 5, 2019 at 4:26 AM UTC
#***Complicated is,
to be Honest
Compromised is ,
not the Conscience***#
May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 9:08 AM UTC
I stitched
your name
here
in my chest
and every time
someone got too close
*don't touch this,
this is not yours*
was what I always said
people came
and people left
I still waited
but one day
the stitch ―
your name
untangled itself.
Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 2:21 AM UTC