When you can’t tell anyone how you feel anymoreBecause you know there’s no point. Why be a burden? When you can Be Alone
I hate week days and I hate weekendsDraft And so Still I will rise From unsettling somnambulation that wove through shadowy spectres of my unconscious From violent vacant visions and slow dance Macabre hunting beneath Lunar glow I will Scratch silent the repeat of the turning...See More »
What would happen if we got out of bed and did something less boring instead?What if I told you Behind The End of Day There’s a place Full of Secrets What if You followed Inside The punctuation marks Emptied Vast What if You silenced Between The dead routine Listened Felt Hmm What if ?
Inside my headThank heavens for the fairies And the fires of their furnaces Knock upon their miniature doors See them And See them And See Thank the moon for all the lunatics And the misery of their masterpieces Jam pieces into their jigsaws See them...See More »
Do you have an imaginary friend?I tried to create a tulpa once. Because I’m a weird lonely person. It ma infested as a bird. But I can also imagine real people alongside me. It’s nice to imagine because they say and do the right things.
Still. Just. Me and the Night Sky?Draft The vast magnified by burning dust Stretching and reaching. Dilating my seeing Stills the unrest and angst of my pulse I reach. I reach. Me and the night sky A flash of a vision or was it a dream? A hand at my hand sharing in being...See More »
When you realise the clock is set too lateAnd so I see at last The shadow of My existence Lemon flavoured And rotten inside Long past best before Squeezed of all the flavour Just a few pips left To choke on I don’t want you to taste me And digest the truth I can’t risk watching...See More »
I Believe In LoveWhat is Love? Is it a question you expect me to fail? A test of my worthiness? Can’t you believe I’m capable Of anything but my emptiness? Love, is it that thing I crave the most Like an insatiable longing that terrifies? Is it born of blood or...See More »
I Hate MyselfI hate that I am acting this crazy I’m worried about it I’m so close to not caring about anything anymore
I Am NeedyI guess you don’t realise what a difference having someone in your life made to your mental health until they don’t care anymore
I Am Not a Drama QueenHurt Let me entertain you all As I make a drama of my fall Fall from grace? Waste of space Head displaced Don’t you like it when I cry? As long as I don’t tell you why Lost cause Full of flaws Flying floored Want to play inside my head? Until...See More »
Why do I feel like swearing, screaming, throwing things or hurting myself in someway?Tick tick, tick tick tock
Why won’t you just get out of bed and go to school without swearing today?For mama is not strong today.
I Am a MessWell I missed your voice. There were all these things I wanted to talk to you about. Like whether chapter 2 would be better as chapter one in my book. And if my new synopsis was better. I wanted to show you the snow. And the balloons. But I...See More »