I went from a warm soul to a body consumed by wildfire, and I can’t be sure why I set myself on fire to begin with.
“You accepted my love so easily, but in the end, when it mattered most, I was a burden, so you couldn’t be bothered with me.”
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“My love remains an unfurled bud, a future with a diametric fate; I’ll blossom in the Spring, or else suffer through another winter alone.”
You aren’t here. But somehow, Even when I can’t feel you, I am guided by you. I know what you are; Just a false light, A fleeting sight, But my eyes Catch your fire And my heart takes over; I can’t move forward Without you. My world remains opaque, Where nothing exists But the indent … Continue reading “My love remains an unfurled bud, a future with a diametric fate; I’ll blossom in the Spring, or else suffer through another winter alone.”
“Distance, like the stars from our Earth, the very same distance from my heart to yours.”
The twinkle in her eyes isn’t from stardust, diamonds or pearls; Her eyes shine from her own wonder, her curious nature for everything around her. A polished stone set in metals pales to capture the allure her eyes hold, for her eyes are to alive for such similes to hold a sliver of justice. She … Continue reading “Distance, like the stars from our Earth, the very same distance from my heart to yours.”
“Coloring in the spaces between the lines on my wrist, I have to admit, I’m a pretty shit artist.”
You were coloring in my lights, Drenching a binary world A pallet of contradictions. Unbalanced, indiscriminate yellow, Stoplights shaded evergreen, And as your lips buzzed my name, I felt the edges of a wave That promised to dye My timid October orange Every variant of the red Lurking in my veins.
Every day is a cloudy day when you can’t even be bothered to open your blinds.
I love the smell of water in the air. It’s so fresh, and it makes the air feel soft as I take a deep breath. That scent adds some sort of fluffy tail to the lasts wisps as they trickle in, tickling the back of my throat, making my lips curl towards the sky. It’s … Continue reading Every day is a cloudy day when you can’t even be bothered to open your blinds.
My body is ash, saturated gray, invisible on cloudy days, and blown apart with a single puff of wind.
Now, right now, I cannot focus my eyes. They water in the bright light, damaged by any image aside from the pitch black. My feet are cold under my white and gray socks. I am shaking. I feel sick. I want to run, far away, but find myself captured in a million different social situations. Talking; I … Continue reading My body is ash, saturated gray, invisible on cloudy days, and blown apart with a single puff of wind.
It takes some time, and then some more time, and even more time, and even more, more, more… I just have to believe it’ll get better in time.
There was a girl I loved, in a way I can’t really express in words. More than just pretty, beautiful, stunning; she was light itself, curving around galaxies to catch my eye. She had the kind of voice where you never deleted her voicemails - no matter what she had to say, it was something … Continue reading It takes some time, and then some more time, and even more time, and even more, more, more… I just have to believe it’ll get better in time.
It’s not that I dislike silence, but sometimes I wish I still had the strength left to scream.
Sound is so light, breathing like a morning cast in fog Hold your breath now and wait for the fall All along the sweet castaway, sweet darling of mine Watched ever so quiet in the back of my mind Sound is so soft, breathing like a mouse in the walls Hold your breath now … Continue reading It’s not that I dislike silence, but sometimes I wish I still had the strength left to scream.
The long weekend has finally come, 4 straight days with no work, and I couldn’t be any more of a piece of shit than I am right now.
Is the light from my window beginning to reach my eyes? No, that’s the artificial light from the lamp beside my bed. Should that make such a difference in how I start my day? I would like to be greeted by something a little more comforting than this light that is a lie. It shouldn’t … Continue reading The long weekend has finally come, 4 straight days with no work, and I couldn’t be any more of a piece of shit than I am right now.
It’s dark before 6, and these blinds block all light from the streetlights below, but I’m still holding onto the edge, buoyed by this tiny light slipping out from my lampshade.
Slip past the guards, the listless bodies thrown haphazardly across any surface this apartment can provide. Open the gates, mindful of the squeaking hinges, remaining a shadow until the door is in the past. Do not linger, for that is how regrets are formed, and you have no strength left to fight another losing battle. … Continue reading It’s dark before 6, and these blinds block all light from the streetlights below, but I’m still holding onto the edge, buoyed by this tiny light slipping out from my lampshade.
That little light from your lampshade 