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LannaEvolved Jan 2021
The human being is a madman lost in his/her adventure.
Blood in the veins
People with masks on:
Further dims the confinement
of this human cage
We’re all accustomed to..
Take a breath
An act of faith
Will 2021 change our lifetime with
the cross of illusion that 2020 gave us?

My ghost is a blade
Stone by stone
I pervade

Sitting in a loft of treason
Transmuting a spinning cycle of pain
I see through the translucency of all of it

These shaky frames with their eyes dangling
Raise your spirit to me
Fire beams perforate the lost

Fermented
grapes
distill the wineries of seasons passed
over into the space
between death and the living
Breathe.

'I am the Empire at the end of the decadence’.
Written by LannaEvolved
and French poet Paul Verlaine
neko-nae Aug 2017
scattered thoughts
but run
ning
non-
stop

breathe--

yoga s t r e t c h,

b r e a t h e

b e    h e r e,

finally figuring out
how to focus on what i have,
not the lack--

waking up to your comments
& feel a jolt,
the remembrance of what i'm working for,
or what could be
once i learn

me--
I can do this.
Eefs Jungmann May 2015
YES
Just say yes
           'cause yes  is
best
  and means that
everybody
is
**equal
Hey everybody, sorry I haven't posted since January, been super busy and dearie me, time flies!
As always, hope you enjoy and feel free to give ANY feedback and happy almost summer holidays and if you're already on them, hope you're having an amazing time, at the very least!

This is something I put together about things I feel strongly about, for many different things. What's the worst that can happen?!?
J J Sep 2014
I try not to let you strangle me
I try not to let you drown me
I try not to let you burn me
I try not to let you hurt me

Completely blind, absolutely deaf
To my own advice, my own truth
Afraid of my very own mind
Of the thoughts that posses every part

You crawl, you climb
And you stay, you linger
Control slips, its now out of reach
So you grab the chance and take over

I’m alive, but hardly breathing
You choke, not ****
You laugh, as you flood
You whisper: “I’ve done it again”

You win.
You’ve triumphed.
I fail.
I’ve fallen.

— The End —