How to be pretend to be happy: You build a good posture, a dandy smile and you laugh a lot. and I mean a lot so people think they can never hurt you. Befriend the easygoing and never anyone as … Continue Reading How to pretend
Do you know when I really thought I was crazy? When I thought I was delusional and that everything I said was a lie It was when I put my foot down and flashed a light on the … Continue Reading
I’ve written a vague book about my miseries I’ve written and rewritten my past somewhere else about 3 times I’ve told 10% of my story a lot I’ve scarred and burned myself on purpose I’ve asked help from the countless … Continue Reading I’ve
The more I grow up the more I realize that the roots of my past are not just inches long but meters and kilometers. The more time passes on the more I recollect more hands that weren’t my parents. The … Continue Reading Why and Roots
We meet at a concert or perhaps I visit your friends place and you’re there like you always are. Maybe by the beach. Maybe you’re right next to me in bed with no explanation but an arm around me tight, … Continue Reading first-time-in-a-long-time
Who am I kidding? they were already split Love gone a decade ago but marriage somehow stuck between the routine … Continue Reading What Do We Look Up To Them As?
for I’ve found my souls soul
down the meadow into the valley
that is your heart
now that, I know for certain
Are you sick in the head? I am.. In all honesty, I most definitely am. I find the serene in … Continue Reading Are you sick?
Excitement comes with anticipation anxiousness and the very first impression The long talks on the phone before you meet gathers … Continue Reading First impression
It is my holy moment.
Yes, I grew tired Tired of your healing words The “time heals everything” crap Or “it gets better” But dear, I’m bound by the tight grips of soil Being wrapped up, held up, cooped up in the crevices of leaves … Continue Reading Do you get better?
grumbling open white rather, pale pink “You better sit tight, now you’re on for a show” oh, but I … Continue Reading Collide: sex
A little late, don’t you think? A few years, a couple of months and several days late, my friend I’m sunken soil now I’m in too deep I’m maggot food Put your shovel down even if you dig me out, … Continue Reading late (Salvage)
I sketch with ferocity
write with even more
my veins draw for me
write even more
pens and pencils never break then
if you’re the one that tiptoes into my room slips in notes under my pillow that say death is blessed … Continue Reading You can’t destroy what isn’t there