#walker
There is no road here,
there isn't any other road --
than my own footsteps.
Aug 13, 2025
Aug 13, 2025 at 3:30 AM UTC
Unlike the sun
the Moon is two.
There is only one
most glowed up firefly
full moon in the night.
And one more
verily the same one
the blackmoon walker
in pure dark!
Jul 15, 2021
Jul 15, 2021 at 10:49 AM UTC
dawn aches behind my eyelids
such a yearning for sleep
unsettled thoughts
wrinkle the mind
I can not smooth their
inconsistencies or
carelessly tuck them back
within steadfast dreams
they creak down hallways
a long shadow billowing
in moonlight, hair tossed
as waves crashing, releasing
suspending - I crave
the certainty of silence
this unrest disrupts
the manicured space
where I have painted
tranquility
but I find, if you count
backwards
you can forget sorrow
misplace concerns
gather flesh
to warm
brittle roots
5, 4,
secrets drift behind
an arched wing
3, 2
lightning retreats softly
into dim heartbeats
caramelizing time
as amber light
fades to
black
Sep 12, 2020
Sep 12, 2020 at 4:59 AM UTC
They say girls who listen to Jhené Aiko are toxic
And girls who listen to Summer Walker are dramatic
The ones who listen to SZA are eccentric
And the ones who belt out all three are chaotic
But why is it that female emotion is a threat?
Why does female expression make you upset?
Is it because you’re afraid of what’s next?
Of a woman realizing that what she feels towards you is regret?
Of a woman coming to terms with the hell you tried to make her forget?
Of her understanding that you’ll be forever in her debt?
As she grieves her heartache away with Jhené,
Misses you more with Summer,
And realizes her power with SZA,
She becomes an improved version of the woman you never deserved
Jun 20, 2020
Jun 20, 2020 at 4:35 PM UTC
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UuuZMg6NVeA
Feb 25, 2020
Feb 25, 2020 at 4:04 PM UTC
One very bright day,
the sun will melt
these frozen fragments, away,
where you will become one with her, loving her more,
a little while longer my friend
all the way.
Dec 26, 2019
Dec 26, 2019 at 6:29 AM UTC
"Un hombre gris avanza por la calle de niebla,
no lo sospecha nadie. Es un cuerpo vacío;
vacío como pampa, como mar, como viento,
desiertos tan amargos bajo un cielo implacable.
Es el tiempo pasado, y sus alas ahora
entre la sombra encuentran una pálida fuerza;
es el remordimiento, que de noche, dudando;
en secreto se aproxima su sombra descuidada.
No estrechéis esa mano. La yedra altivamente
ascenderá cubriendo los troncos de invierno.
Invisible en la calma el hombre gris camina.
¿No sentís a los muertos? Mas la tierra esta sorda."
La tierra está sorda y no oye,
no oye a los muertos llamando por ella;
por ella que les ha dado tanto,
que les ha acogido cuando les exilió la vida.
La vida desentendida camina por los campos de trigo
cuando le cae la noche, le cae la niebla
y su camino se cruza con el andante implacable,
el andante que es sombra, el andante vacío.
Con la mirada aún feliz estrecha su mano,
y la yedra altiva asciende cubriendo los troncos del invierno.
Sus manos estrechadas los cuerpos se vacían.
¿No sentís a los muertos? Mas la tierra está sorda
//
"A grey man passes through the streer of fog,
nobody suspects of him. He is an empty body;
empty like pampas, like sea, like wind,
deserts so bitter under an unstoppable sky.
He is the past time, and his winds now
in the shadow find a palid strength;
he is remorse, whom at night, doubting;
in secret aproaches his neglected shadow.
Don't shake that hand. The climbing plant proudly
will ascend covering the trunks of winter.
Invisible in calm the gray man walks.
Don't you feel the dead? But the earth is deaf."
The earth is deaf and she can't hear,
she can't hear the dead calling for her;
for her who has given them so much,
who has welcomed them when life exiled them.
Life without noticing walks on the wheat fields
when night falls on her, fog falls on her,
and her path crosses with the unstoppable walker,
the walker who is shadow, the empty walker.
With her view still happy she shakes his hand,
and the climbing plant proudly ascends covering the trunks of winter.
Their hands shaken the bodies empty.
¿Don't you feel the dead? But the earth is deaf.
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 8:30 AM UTC
I lay in the middle of a soccer field
all alone
there's no one in sight
I'm ****** and I'm awaiting a revelation
from above
and beyond
Staring into the midnight sky
I'm brought back to my childhood
experiencing deep curiosity
once again
I wonder what's out there in the universe
my head is spinning
and the stars and the moon
seem like they're dancing
and it's honestly beautiful
But I've always been stuck with these questions
questions that I've never had an answer for
How did I get here?
What is life?
Why am I here?
The stars would speak to me
through the language of love and light
they told me everything I needed to know
They told me that we are their children
that I was sent here to bring people back to our true home
They told me that human life is a special occasion
But not to go off the path
It occurred to me that we are homesick
we have gotten lost
we think that the stars are pretty and that's all there is to it
But it goes far deeper than that
And when I thought about how deep it goes
Something within me spoke
and it wasn't my voice
not even the voices in my head
It spoke through emotion
it told me that the stars aren't there just to look pretty
it told me that the stars are within us
and when we gaze into the depths of the cosmos
we're really gazing into how far we've gotten since genesis
looking at our ancient past
a huge part of who and what we truly are
The stars are there to guide us back home
they are our divine compass
they are always watching over us
but we've kind of always knew that
come full circle
Nov 28, 2017
Nov 28, 2017 at 12:19 PM UTC
I am
a soul
bound. Who
sows seeds
of creativity
in order
to grow
a field
of hope
from walking
on clouds...
To the
realm of
dreams, I
walk through!
I see
it, too.
Through a
book which
sews an
adventure with
words and
words need
no wings
for they
can soar
for a
thousand thousand
miles...
For as
far as
the light
can touch.
For as
far as
the air
can reach.
My fingers
paint the
sky red
and blue.
My feet
pave a
bridge of
clouds where
no man
can reach
unless you're
bound like
I am.
Above and
beyond the
purple skies
and the
emerald tides.
Above and
beyond the
Golden Sun
and sense
outrun
Light pierces
shrouds and
feathers descend.
A world
where I
my
will
&n
Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 5:24 PM UTC
The day stood still
I can t think about anything but ur flesh
The blood pours out my mouth
How did i get like this?
Nothing else matters but the taste of you
I go on to feed so i can live just another day
I find myself walking miles and miles just for you
My heart used be filled with love, and care but now with nothing
I am just walker on this dark road.
Oct 10, 2015
Oct 10, 2015 at 4:34 PM UTC
there hate is what powers my determination to strive on
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 11:18 AM UTC
The curse of the Night Walker
Ones who sought the traces of darkness
Of world and of soul
We see through the shades
We know the blindness
Some may be born
Some may be dragged
We know this darkness
Better than most
Daylight ignores us
Cruelty cages us
Even if we break free
It never changes
Day Walkers say they feel
Sorrow and doubt
When the Night Walker fades
When most never knew what made us
They pay a few kind words
Then walk
Day Walkers find it easy
To move away from darkness
Thinking candle light is enough
To light the path
When their flame is easy to extinguish
Flowers pelt the fallen's final rest
When petals wither
Never do Day Walkers
Have the burden of the souls
Which still linger
When the Day Walkers are blind
To the flickers of light the soul that still remain
The curse of the Night Walker
Is that we know too well
The sight of a lingering soul
Bound to a world
Where daylight seeks to hide us
Rather than shelter us
The curse of the Night Walker
Is that we hear
The shadows that continue to scream
To the horrors they felt
When they cast the form in which they became
The blessing of the Night Walker
Is that we also see
The distant stars in the sky
In which few of us see
As the destiny of the Night Walker
So we may guide others to the light
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 10:43 PM UTC