It isn’t difficult for me to keep it in--
But I wish it was.
I want to be able to scream
When the friction rises,
Confront my illogical thoughts
Rather than swallowing,
Instead of crushing it into something I can manage.
Why should I be the only one to know me?
What’s so wrong with saying what I mean,
Even if it pushes people away?
I don’t really have so much to lose--
There’s a gain and loss in anything I choose.
Yet, I am frozen in this fear,
Locked up in perfecting my next sentence.
When there is so much you want to say,
Days of words that would only graze the surface
Of what you’re really getting at,
Where
i’d breathe easier at night knowing you were going to enter my life soon, and knowing you knew it too. trying to be patient for something you’re uncertain about... , a rope burn. the moon is my mirror when i’m happy—and the blackness of the night sky, with those white specks being nothing to compare to hope, is my devil’s stillest reflection, evading all attempts at imprisonment
mainly, i’m sad. (sad) like a pebble (or a lifeless sea creature) sinking deeper into the ocean, forever.
mermaid hitting the titanic on her way towards the depths of the sea, where she was always destined to meet her demise.
the sunlight glitters at the edges of her vision until it’s nothing more than a speck of a dream.
oh bless me into
look, it's dawn again
and new echoes sharpen,
stabbing with such fervor
i'm not left
breath.
oh pressures build like
color this bruise
with royal depth,
don't stop yet,
bite.
oh ultima, you
fucking bitch,
the wafer's gone
to hell again
and all i have
is fish.
occam drag me along
the chin of god,
let us pray
i don't draw
blood.
oh spacetime, i'm adrift in
Back in the day, I've had a big house,
surrounded by a beautiful garden.
Where every night I had been hearing a peafowl scream,
like a forecast of the fate when in the morning
I was founding there golden egg, a big golden egg.
I don't know where'd he come from,
I have never thought about it, because why?
When I've had a lot of golden eggs and many
friends were with me. I wasn't alone.
Then, one night the magic has gone.
A bird was no longer laying golden eggs.
The fate gave me the wrong cards so
I lost the game but life just went on.
Many years have passed away since that night,
the night I will never fogive him. Now, I'm sitting
alone i
The angels, if they only exist,
they are hidden in metal bunkers,
tearing such a letters right on sight.
They want to see me today or tomorrow...
A couple of my mates are there now.
They say, the crucifix burns their lips.
They were taught to never be afraid but
there's something that doesn't let them
fall asleep...
''Carry on!'' - a command flowing in my veins,
to have a little war inside, to fight with each
of you to the last breath. Without a single word
I can swept you off your feet...
My enemy, why are you wincing?
Just get up and don't apologize, you'll never see a
mirror again!
People are here to live and dance,
people are he
the pied piper the little death by scheherazades, literature
Literature
the pied piper the little death
I hold Three little phosphorous molecules
In the black hole grip of my nonexistent bathroom mirror
The anesthesia crumples me up
Against the tiles
I am in the shower scrubbing dirt off my future corpse
I am in the shower but im not
Youre all fucking stupid & non///of this is real
I CAN SMELL THE ROT IN ME
DON’T TELL ME ITS NOT THERE
And I don’t want to be uncovered
I don’t want to be seen
In my anorexic cunt I find truth and stupidity
Im crying to jesus cuz that’s all I was taught
The hemorrhage of dumb trauma
I forget how to speak
I am living a reminder of inadequacy
Im friends with the rats and roaches
Let em
would be cool if she liked me back. i’m drifting thru space so hard
[ this is your moment ] sorry but i’m having a breakdown here
tell me how this is different from 11th grade. how the way she smiles
is different from the way he smiled at you. how each girl & each boy
is only around you for the bottomless pit of heart inside you
tartarus fuckery, that’s me. i love so much that i can cement you together.
but that’s not what this is, is it? who am i to you? what’s your life without me?
would be cool if i knew what i mean to her! i’m always drifting
but i’m so aware of her sitting next to me. o