The walls glow from a screen
Bouncing its loneliness in grey hues
– The fake life in real colors-
And the room looks like the inside of an egg.
The longing is goo and
Our love is a chicken waiting to die.
The walls glow from a screen
Bouncing its loneliness in grey hues
– The fake life in real colors-
And the room looks like the inside of an egg.
The longing is goo and
Our love is a chicken waiting to die.
I want someone to choose
Me
Everyday.
My bad and my good,
My love.
Age batters me
With a hammer built
For hitting life.
Every swing,
Another chunk of time
Going deeper into the ground.
Your face was red
And eyes tired
And life was draining from your mouth.
We always face the world
Alone,
Don’t we?
We always face the world alone,
Even in a world full of people.
Time is a vacuum,
And the friction of passing
Seconds
Is boredom.
The smiles and eyes
Of the past come
And make loneliness real.
The jade and shudder of plants
Or the overbearing sun are both
Powerless
To fight against this rot.
Your eyes poison me,
They child me,
They eat me.
I am undone
And everything.
I stare at a wall,
My phone,
My soul,
To escape you.
I never do,
and it grows
As you haunt me.
It’s love and lust and
Brokenly beautiful.
It is all I want to know.
I am trapped in my body,
It is not a temple of good or divinity.
I am a ghost tied to my brain with steel
Wool,
That can never leave until the Sleep.
Untouched, unfelt and unhinged.
I roam within this white picket fence searching
For a way out, a way into you or
Some real life.
None comes,
Or you do,
At least.
Life is longest in the slow moments we
Piss down time’s drain
Only to beg for more.
I party to forget the pain,
And it haunts me through the highs,
So I work out to feel better,
But it grips me through the gains,
Until I work and read to move on,
Just to have it shadow me like a ghost.
You hurt them to make them
Go away,
Because you love them and
You’re terrified they will leave you,
Like everybody else.
The night holds us
As we dive into each other,
And nothing outside,
Is.
I die little deaths
in your arms and
Between your legs.
I drown for you,
I work myself to death and
I jump from such great heights.
You catch me and hold me
And save me
One night at a time,
as our hour glasses drip sand.