there is nothing real
your nostrils are one wormhole
and the pores on your face
are small hidden volcanoes
they can errupt any time
though they are just bunch of inactive ones
there is nothing real
not even your fears
that keep you awake for seven years
under the stars who let you burn
in the cold nights when
owls decide to sleep
------
yes i do
i love you too
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there is nothing real
the bats, the crows
the knife, the bubbles
instead of pearls
flowers are growing out of tears
it makes me happy
like smiling never felt this easy
paint my face pink and orange
dunk my head in stale milk
i am growing peacock feathers
and claws of a phanter's
falling out of a window
there is nothing real

I thought we had something
time passed by,
I realized that something turned out to be nothing
It felt so crushing I felt like jumping.
Falling then crashing

with all that pain not many are capable of getting back up.
Yet I managed to find my way around the cup.

Actually all I just did was whimper, suffer, and linger
Until one day this light I saw started to glimmer
That’s when I realized my world was getting dimmer
It then occurred to me that the light was a path for a sinner to once again become a beginner.

Once again I am back at the top
Will I suffer the same mistakes?
Or will I pull the breaks and make a full stop.
I am in my room staring at my desktop all day, nonstop.
We talked all day, for what feels like an eternity
I don’t remember the details but whatever we talked about,
It was funny.

All these memories feel bittersweet,
The pain it stabs me with knowing I didn’t try
And the fun we had together always makes me wanna cry

I see two birds outside, I stare at them adoringly
This euphoric atmosphere generically makes me feel kind of comfy, Like the love I thought I gained through superficial Superiority.

It’s so funny how oblivious I became with one emotion,
Jacked filled witch ecstasy it’s certainly beautiful.
I worked tirelessly for something that doesn’t exist,
I am this close to shattering my sanity. Oh the absurdity.
something so beautiful can never cause any harm right?
Surely something this pleasant can’t be capable of creating such adversities.

But oh the larceny
My precious heart that you took from me.
Even though you didn’t,
I still felt the pain.
Do you know how it feels being ******* with chains?

I wish I could tell you this but I can’t
If I did all my thoughts would form a knot like a plant
My mouth would stutter for every word
Honestly Our talk would have looked absurd
You’d just look into my face and just say “your a disgrace”

You may think that I’m a coward for not confessing
But Im just a flowered phanter waiting for a blessing

If only a perfect moment can just happen
Maybe I’ll start off with placing my hand onto your head
Then staring into your sparkling eyes
And saying I love you
With a slow deep sigh

If only that could happen then I’d be glad
God knows you would too.
But such things rarely happen
We flew high in the sky with our waxed wings
But I’m afraid we soared too high

We were the captain’s of our own flights
Yet no one made the order to make things right
Up high in the sky, away from the crowds
surrounded with bright white clouds

Do you Ever just wonder why we made these things?
Did it just appear? Or did we somehow make it?
These wings that cling onto our backs
Making us feel like kings of a village with springs.

No matter how much I write into this poem
It will never change the fact that I’m always alone
I had hoped that things could continue for us
But it’s over now, there is nothing to discuss
I wish to adjust my point of view on this
And hopefully have the guts to find more trust
On love. Farewell my waifu.
Sincerely, your random otaku