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usagi Jun 2016
Scientist with a poetic mind
usagi Jun 2018
the taste of you
i know is poison
yet i let the taste of you linger on my lips,
inject it anyway, since it takes me on a trip
and i desperately try to save it, savour it
remember it, recreate it,
the taste of you
i know is poison.
I know.
usagi Jan 2018
addicted to the madness
addicted to the sadness
usagi Jun 2016
Have feelings of anguish and sadness become  excessively glorified?
As there is some sort of serenity in feeling pain and melancholy,
of tears carrying weight,
carrying the weight away,
of the ability to feel at such depths,
the complexity of relationships, realms and constructs of being and feeling are manifold.
Have these emotions become so alluring?
Maybe thats what they mean when they say beauty is pain,
There is beauty in pain.
usagi Dec 2015
Reevaluating the character of people you are bound to is a good way to clear the clutter of your mind
#awareness #clearmind #cleartheclutter
usagi May 2016
Such beautiful masks may conceal the most rancid souls,
but in due time, those masks fall off.
Remember, the use-to-be's, they no longer count,
And in due time, time does heals all.
usagi Mar 27
all you have to do is call me,
we can drive through the run down streets in our raggedy CRV
we can live and laugh and eat your favourite cheese, its brie

all you have to do is smile,
and i'll take wonderous clicks of sunsets and your beauty
or wear face masks to replenish your glowing skin, cutie

all you have to do is cry,
and i'll caste a spell and conjure whirlwinds until the pain subsides,
just till I see those happy brown eyes.

cause all you have to do is call me
usagi Jun 2016
Delicate blossoms, as they wither away,
with each passing night she withstands her days.
Her branches are barren, her beauty forgotten,
now down to her core, she looks weak and unwanted.

Despair not, for she will bloom again
despite the anguish and despite any pain.
Resilient by nature, her season will come,
Heavy hearted but rooted, she never forgets where she is from.
usagi Feb 2016
You forgot to love me in the places I am broken
Like the cracks of a frozen lake,
Inevitably I fell through to the cold water
you, out of my reach.
usagi Mar 2018
Your lips are so foreign,

I'd like to kiss them until they become home.
usagi Feb 2018
so comfortable in pain
that I'm uncomfortable in its absence.
#pain #content
usagi Mar 31
A year ago, they said smile more; you'd be prettier.
A month ago, they said straighten your hair; you'll look more kept
A week ago they said put out your incense; it smells funny
Yesterday they said talk more; they'll like you so much better
Tomorrow they'll say, lighten your lip colour, its intimidating
Next week, you'll have to grow your hair long, they said its most desirable
Next month they'll tell you to be more caring; it'll make you a better woman
In a year, they'll say put your light out, it bothers our eyes
Few years from now, I will be an empty vessel filled with others expectations
usagi Mar 2016
Trying to be with you is like drinking poison.
Continually drinking the vial and then wondering why I’m slowly dying.
usagi Feb 2018
i know you want to let go but you don't have to,
i know you been letting go, so now I  have to.
usagi Feb 2016
You claimed to be my knight
       delivering me from demons
             But it was you, I needed saving from
                             It was you all along.
usagi Feb 2018
Mend your soul through weeping
I will preserve your soul, for safe keeping.
usagi Jun 2016
The curse of the empath?
or the gift of empathy.
usagi Feb 2016
Do not try to control your thoughts,
for you will go mad trying to understand your depths.
Let your thoughts flow,
flow slowly down the river.
Sweep your thoughts into your hands, like soft lily pads,
acknowledge them, let yourself feel.
do not tell yourself you shouldn't feel because feeling means you are alive
usagi Jul 2018
You must have kissed me a million times before , I thought to myself
but today you kissed me and it was as if  our lips did not recognize each other,
and I couldn't even recall the last time you had kissed me.
as I moved my lips and swirled my tongue,
I realized our love was no longer young
and we had grown apart without saying a word
usagi May 2018
my muse is my sorrow,
but if it did not exist i would not find beauty in the rain
and solace in pain.
it finds different ways to manifest,
but it is safe to say
it is no longer an unwelcome guest.
usagi Dec 2016
I am the moon,
no perception or projection of shine or shadow
can change me,
discern me or not, it does not change that I am full no matter.
usagi Jul 2018
I was angry at my father for abandoning me
I was angry at my brother for not guiding me
I was angry at my mother for not protecting me
I was angry at him for not loving all the pieces of me
Every moment of every dayI was enraged
I wept and wept in the name love
but truly I was brimmed with grief
the grief I felt
from the love I did not give myself.
#fury #anger
usagi Oct 2015
I have written a hundreds of letters
uttered a million words
All with the sea of hope
that you may understand
But my pen is still bleeding words that never seem adequate
to make you understand the contention, which is my sense.
usagi Sep 2018
Every man in her life taught her how to carry on in their absence
usagi Jun 2016
If I dare hear you
I will feel you like the sun
A sound so ever profound
In your direction then, shall I grow forth?
usagi Dec 2018
love is habituating
as are broken hearts
usagi Feb 20
its as easy as pretending it never happened,
very well feeling as though its all thats happened.
usagi May 2018
when i was home,
he had never been home
I am no longer able to go home,
and now he is synonymous to home.
usagi Jul 2019
I ached to feel the comfort of someone turning my pages
eager to read, cover to cover
agreeing in contentment
because I was enough
maybe even more than enough.
usagi Dec 2016
My moonlight knight, was just an intangible, empty  projection.
Thats the thing about poets, their words drip of rich nectar, but it only alludes the sweetness of honey
usagi Feb 2018
I want you to forget about the pain when you're inside me
euphoria will pass and it'll be temporary,
But at least I'll forget about the pain when you're inside me
usagi Oct 2017
If only my scars were on the surface of my body instead. Perhaps then,  you would finally understand the burden of pain I have held.
usagi May 2018
I fight the sadness away
and tell myself I'm alright
despite the many books I read, the lectures I attend,
the places I travel, the people I meet
I can't fill in the gaps your absence has left
and all I can tell myself is that it is all for the greater good.
But often I cannot find comfort in this thought
I cannot ease my mind
because parts of me still cannot concede
you do not feel like something I want anymore,
rather something I need

that is what is most alarming.
usagi Jan 2018
Turning over new leaves,
in the wind of fall
usagi Nov 2015
You gave me nothing
yet I gained **everything.
usagi Mar 14
the walls are transparent, yet so thick.
Let. me .

I am muted,
and subdued.
Let me be

I was red,
now I am grey

Let. me.
usagi Dec 2015
I can ignite fires and put the light back into the city stars
with the heat I feel for you.
usagi Nov 2015
Relieving the pain
its own use creates.
never ending endlessness
perpetuating cycle
usagi May 2018
Your intuition is never wrong.
Don't ever silence her,
for she will cry in agony and you will feel it deeply,
and sometimes her voice may sound needy,
but she is needy for you, all for you
for you to love yourself, chose yourself, and be yourself
Your intuition is never wrong,
please don't ever silence her.
usagi Mar 2017
Paralyzed by sadness,
lack of motivation coupled with an unquenchable thirst.
I am sad, yet happy
I am a walking paradox
usagi Sep 2018
We wreck havoc on one another in the name of love. We leave inoperable scars upon each others souls and leave one another strangled for air, plundered of all vitals. We call this love, and we recycle these events, these feelings onto the next person without realizing that we are generating and regenerating feeble souls, stripped of their ability to love. What a tragedy love has become.
usagi Aug 2016
Perhaps the sun and moon are lovers,
lovers who rarely have the fortuity of meeting one another
Always chasing, always orbiting
the increasing distance ever so burdening
But once in a while, they get fairly close,
everything stops, stands still as if it had froze,
And vibrant energy is exchanged with a kiss,
while the universe stares in awe of their wondrous eclipse.
usagi Jan 2
I've never conquered the sadness,
I've just learned to push her into a tiny space in my room
and I just continue to live.
I don't forget about her
and every now and then, I pay her a visit

Inevitably more often than I'd like.
usagi Jul 2016
I wrote my name in the sand and waited for your waves
to carry the sound of my name away
I did not realize I would be waiting an eternity,
Your supposed love in all its breivity
because your waves are weak, and your tides run low
and a love like mine, someone like you could never really know.
That you lack depth, and could never dive into the sea of my constellations,
That your soul reeked of rancid  soul ******* desperation.
That you could never love a love like me,
So let me write my own name in the sand,
and let me leave it there engraved in the earth
My name to keep.
usagi Jul 2018
He wanted so much for me to need him
He did everything in his power so that I would
I did not need him though
somewhere along the way I had been accustomed to him,
I slipped
I began to need him
But he was no longer there
And that’s just the way it goes.
I did not need him though
And I still don’t need him
And I hope, I will never need him
usagi Jul 2018
She dies repeatedly, in just one life time;
it seems she dies religiously
she hopes each time, death would lead her to nirvana
but instead she wakes up
just to realize she is exhausted and still stuck, alive.
usagi Jul 2017
I thought you were like me so I felt safe to be me,

but I realized the moment I felt safe, I was no longer safe.
usagi Jul 1
If only my scars were on the surface of my body. Then maybe you’d understand the burden of pain I have held.
usagi Mar 2019
Leave me with nothing;
nothing but nostalgia that'll hurt so good
it'll pinch my chest
and send whirl winds through my stomach
yet I'll love it,
just like I loved you.
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