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i just wanted to go home

but everytime i am near
my hands always produce wind
and take the house away

i just wanted to go home

but whenever my mom ask me
if my shirt was inside-out
i felt the leaves of makahiya plant that i ate slowly folding in my tounge
and the thorns burns in my throat

i can't say it! i can't say it!

i'm just really wanted to go home.

but everytime i touched the door
i always find myself at the street
  
sleeping

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Makahiya Plant - Mimosa pudica [2] (from Latin: pudica "shy, bashful or shrinking"; also called sensitive plant, sleepy plant, Dormilones or shy plant ) is a creeping annual or perennial herb of the pea family Fabaceae often grown for its curiosity value: the compound leaves fold inward and droop when touched or shaken, defending themselves from harm, and re-open a few minutes later. [3] The species is native to South America and Central America , but is now a pantropical ****. It can also be found in Asia in countries such as Thailand, Indonesia , Malaysia , Philippines , and Jamaica . It grows mostly in undisturbed shady areas, under trees or shrubs. [source:Wikipedia]
You keep me awake at night,
Your chirping siren song.

You keep me awake at night,
With lore of fae and goddesses.

You keep me awake at night,
All the memories of the things you did
That I never asked you to.

You keep me awake at night,
You and your hypocrisy.
You and your lies,
You and your foul mouthed fallacies.

You keep me awake at night,
With the guilt that isn't mine
That you gave me.

You keep me awake at night,
You and your use of my misfortune as ammo.

You keep me awake at night,
Your beady eyes and chirping voice.

You keep me awake at night,
So I guess it's time to get out of bed,
And squash some crickets.
My brain has become infected
With loathing and self doubt
My life is slowly being effected
All the pain this has brought about

My heart is slowly being rejected
As this disease sprouts
Its some thing no one els has seems to have detected
Even though I scream and shout

I will soon be disconnected
Trapped in my head day in and day out
Swirling around in my mind and having every thought dissected
Waiting for my candle to burn out

— The End —