Dear simple things in life,

Life does not revolve around you, but you make life to live for, to cherish, to ignore. The simplicity of the term simple, expands beyond the dimensions of complexity and comprehension….

The dawn of leaves,

the petals in bloom

leading to rot,

the current of wind

binding nature to its current..

the momentary glimpses.

a change in the air

before its gone.

“Beautiful...

left alone, i wait for what will never be

already bleary eyed, i had only what left knew

left alone, i wait for what will never be

flashes of light, only for me to see

i could never know what to be true

left alone, i wait for what will never be

i call out, echos failing to reach even me

i gave all of what there is to lose

**left alone, i wait for what will never be**

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**i sit here in an ete...

I woke—

but to (?)

A world that

bends,

a mind

unhinged,

my friend (?)

my enemy,

lay desolate before me.

Is this truly him?

Or another twisted shadow

in the haze of my madness?

I have both won and lost—

what did I even seek to lose?

I do not know,

but here,

in the metallic stink,

I finally grasped understanding.

His skin,

always sweet as honey,

glows as bright as stars

I crave to consume.

His...

the whispers of darkness

consume

only the cracks beneath

the fissures of untempered glass

deception pools

creating pressures

into the corners

the floor, bed, and walls

now

covered in shards, blood, and worms

the image of life,

even if for tonight,

lays barren on the pillowcase -

it’s traces fading with the dawn....

you and me

settled in a playhouse

you play the prince,

and I the clown

you dangle your dolls,

as my neck croaks

unable to breathe

with my dangling limbs

yearning to stay in the air,

stars dazzling my eyesight .

the jingling bells

trembling on my fools cap

entertain and deceive all

though you easily turn to porcelain

i fall from grace,

everytime you’re near.

shattering my bells

for your brea...