You were always alone. You would stay up all night tinkering with random hobbies, watching dumb shows, a certain sadness inside of you. But you could not get out because your life and everyone else’s would be at a certain phase threatened. I always admired your smile, your undertone random acts of frustration , which came out as muttered whispered words. No, you were soft and I could see that. But...
What? I said. I looked around. Just gray walls, shadow square objects, and a midnight sky peeping from the slightly opened window, I thought. I took a second glance, suddenly it got cold. I thought about my younger self, my silly fears and the childish games we used to play to scare each other. It was just the wind. Suddenly a door slammed, and not in the way the air would knock it. Like someone w...
Through the space between
Stands a reflection
Of that on the other side
And the reflection of my sight
Purhaps me and everything around this filled
Dream
What stands between
translucent specks
Or shades of light
made into reality
I make my way through a vision
That follows a invisible box
Concluding the edges of a limit
Of all that’s only bound for now
I see through it sky a colorful landscape
An...
I tried the rollercoaster
Stood in line for three hours with my mom
She was hyped and trying to get me to dance
I was not having it
It was too high and I could probably die
Never in my life have I rode a man made beast such as this
But I was getting too old not to try it
She honestly coerced me
Otherwise I would fail in my own desire
My face has my eyebrows furled the whole time
How can these pe...
I love how you remind me it’s time to go to sleep
and bug me for food In the morning.
You make sure I don’t weep
Over small things and being alone without a human to keep
You make sure to sit by my side
And let me know giving me plenty of warning
That you love me no matter my flaws or mistakes I’ve made
And purr up , and watch me while I’m laid
Down and in the morning
I won’t be drowning in any ...
There’s a place she likes to sit, wishing and knowing it goes into the voided sunset, most of the time it’s grey, an empty field, a machine being pumped up in the distance. The crops aren’t ready yet, and it looks like it was going to rain but never does. When the rain comes it designs a lake of nothing but fear, usually followed by several storms rolling in, her favorite place to escape and stare...
I’m aware I have a big nose
It goes back to Ireland I suppose
The laced patch of my families history
And dna which is somehow in this tree
Dating back to 1403
I don’t know much really
I know sometimes I think too much
Ignore the small stuff
And write and speak on things that
Are only 10 percent heard,it’s rough
I’m aware that there’s too much going on
And I’m all reality I’m just a figment who
...
Colliding in a mundane location of objects and squares that have words and words of things, and stories, and meanings. I was looking for something real,
Something specific
I wanted to feel
So I can basque in the glory of sadness
There you were
Your eyes so soft
You were excited
I felt invited
To this moment of here
What is this you were looking for
The book never heard before
We knew it tho
Bo...
You keep talking and talking
But I can’t do all these functions
My heart tells me no
God, how embarrassing too
Fuck these dishes are insane
Oh I want to paint
Something like a near death experience
She called again,
I need to listen to my friends
But you keep talking and talking
Can’t get everything done
I’ll pop these energy combusted
Pills that turn off my attachments , feeling the none
Now ...