Writing, Ideas, & Stories
last year
a shakey handoff
(at best)
constantly choosing between
life and sleep
haven’t slept in years
when i do;
my dreams were a gothic spinoff
love interest played by wednesday.
black and white lens
for thee ending send-off
all black molotov
(for those who couldn’t be here)
with fireworks
and a rip off.
infinite amount of chances
just gotta take more
he told me that
before he passed
he said
you never know what is a bullseye
until you shoot.
just living
a false dream
someone elses
somedays, it’s a cape
flying around
catching bad guys
other days, it’s a noose
holding me still
gasping for another way out;
someone else’s dream
like a torch bearer
we only run forward
ive been writing
mostly hiding
idk if
i like what i see in the mirror
but at least
i can see
it was easier before-
before, everything.
they took everything not nailed down
but nothing more
Precious
than my eyes to see you clearly
breakin’
Breaking in
takin’
what’s outs
please stay
on all fours
youre crazy.
why would i stay here
this was a dream here
once upon a time
now youre a rhyje
on the dotted line
dont bother reading in between
you were fine
A counterfeit queen.
worry about it
care about it
that is love
the one i was taught
spending time
the one i want
miles away-
want you
arms length
at max.
even though
we are so far apart
my thoughts
bring us closer together
and now
we dance
in between the lines
and i’d take you home
until my next thoughts
Dear ,
did you believe
we’d get here
all those years
i remember us as kids;
heading home from school
(that’s the first time we kissed)
it’s seared into my lips
like a memory
a memory
of younger days
and it burns
like a bad knee in the rain
rainy days
bring these memories flooding back
& here
here today
i wonder what you are up to
we should grab a bite
sometime
love,
sam
i have dreams
of us
they never end well
like a horror movie
i die first
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