We see things happen that often make us laugh, like someone we know getting into trouble; “Oh he stepped on a banana peel and fell” Or “He stepped on shit” It’s not always stepping on something, falling, hurting ourselves, falling sick, sometimes even death is a laughed at. Why do we do that? Why do … Continue reading Wandering thoughts.
Plastered to the wall, the sunflower bent down; Light from the window, water from the pail couldn’t erase her frown. She had to see the sun; Dismembered roots lay lifeless on the ground. “Let there be life for one last time. Toss me away, in this state of decay; let me be soiled when he … Continue reading 🌻
“Hang in there” they say. Little do they know that we’re hanging on to the edges of the wedges; we’re slowly losing our grip. That’s what we’ve been doing, bud. Thanks. “It’s all in your hands. You have to change your life, don’t be a lousy ass! You’re just blaming it on people and the … Continue reading Listen up.
I walk in the shadows, I dwell in the past Lurking in pain, the night is all I ask People are mirages, smoky, the path Voices are fleeting and aghast Hope starts to decay, ghosts come alive Guilt takes over, raining down the sky I walk further, I bear the pain For this life has … Continue reading Darkness.
Somewhere between hickeys and scars, You wandered off And I let you go.
I'm a broken glass, baby Look through cracks, Not glitter.
You loved me, I loved you back; You hurt me, I tried to understand; I left you, you came back; Now I'll hurt you, you'll understand. (This is something that just came up and not directed towards anyone.)
Goodbyes never hurt; It's the words that were hidden, Hopes lost, And voices that went unheard.
Her eyes rained tears; As her dreams bled to death.
I hurt you, because I didn't want to I loved you, because I don't have to I chased you, because I can't stand you I lost you, because I always loved you
Beautiful but insecure Her love was so pure Touch her, you're injured A cactus for sure Aren't you?
Leave me be, my friend On the shore As I lay bleeding For, The ocean gives back What it takes.
Long were the vines that wrapped her Invisible to naked eye Thorns pierced through her skin She bled, she didn't care For, the blood hid her scars Ah! That flamboyant stare! The crimson stain is what she wore Her love, adorned with gore There goes the red lady, Heart and soul impure, Swift as the … Continue reading Red were the feelings