"misteriously" poems
You are the reason why
I lie awake at night.
You're the reason why
I stare at a plate
Knowing I shouldn’t have taken so much—
Knowing half if not more will go to waste.
You are the reason why I'd rather watch movies
Or play videogames
Than do homework or practice piano
So that I show up to school empty-handed—
So that I show up to lesson and have to learn a piece there unpracticed.
I'm so tired of you
You have ruined my life.
No one would miss you, would they?
If you misteriously dissapeared—
If I slit your thoughts out of your head,
And stabbed your future to death.
I can’t wait until I get the courage—
Can’t wait to feel your last breath leave your chest
Because im tired of living with you.
I'll bet you figured it out, havent you?
That you are the one to which I write,
But you haven't figured it out.
You think you'll claim this note as your own—
Let it sit upon your bookshelf,
When, in fact, the “you” to which I write
Is none other than myself.
Oct 10, 2017
Oct 10, 2017 at 11:41 PM UTC
Some sort of magic happens
when we find each other
in the ocean of the solitude.
I silently drown in your mouth
while the dust disappear in the wind,
and my voice becomes a hidden echo
that rumbles in the empty spaces of your soul.
Sometimes at night, I mischievously smile
cause I find you misteriously enchanted
like an unexplored galaxy
like a distant star
like an impossible mountain.
You are that parallel reality I can’t live without,
that secret life I’ll never share
and that happy ending I’ll never have.
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 3:01 PM UTC