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Your hands are spider-clawed
and I take flight to flee your calcifying web.
An icebreaker, you barrel through these boundaries
the selfsame way you shatter me.
I fear your hands on mine
because your x-ray fingers know too much.
I can’t let you discover
that my putrefying bones
no longer stream out sunlight.
and I take flight to flee your calcifying web.
An icebreaker, you barrel through these boundaries
the selfsame way you shatter me.
I fear your hands on mine
because your x-ray fingers know too much.
I can’t let you discover
that my putrefying bones
no longer stream out sunlight.
Literature
Feeling The Light
I'm falling apart without you
Deep inside i'm crying
stuck on repeat in my head
Having no way out
Damning my self for eternity
Hearing your voice for the last time
Lost in my cold existance
Lost in your presence
Feeling your shadow
My soul feels tormented
My soul feels ignited
Feeling my skin burn with fury
Feeling my insides being torn
Wishing I were never born
Wishing I for a second chance
But all i get broken glance
But all i get is nothing at all
Nothing for breaking my fall
Laying on the ground injured in pain
Feeling the sadness feeling the rain
No one will help as they walk by
Even if they hear a moan or cry
A child of god just like y
Literature
quiet riots
i.
i crave permanence.
i've been aching for ink on my skin,
a promise of time and things to come,
so that i can say
i'm here, i exist, i am a constant
instead of fading in and out of focus.
ii.
i crave permanence.
i've been straining for consistency,
but falling into old melancholies,
thrums of insufficiency and fear-
fear that you'll tire of me.
because my insecurities will quickly turn
from endearing quirks to crippling flaws
and my childish, clumsy hands will lose their
youthful, giggly charm.
iii.
it's the eighteen year of war, and this raucous mind does not tire
instead, my soul does, and it's all i have left.
Literature
A riddle~
I am the heart of darkness and within me you dream
I pull the light into myself but never do I lighten
I can be chased away by the dawn but always do I return
I will never be found in the light, not even if you split it
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