ive been writing
mostly hiding
idk if
i like what i see in the mirror
but at least
i can see
Tag: Loss
late night dip
i worry
i’ll sink
beneath my thoughts.
night out
beat is kicking
your hands are jumping
around my throat
like a choker-
side to side
fingers grinding under my earlobe
“do you wanna get out of here”
i dont remember
where here was
beat is kicking
your hands are jumping
around my coat
miles ahead
side to sife
fingers in my hair
“lets get a slice of pizza”
that
is a great idea
monster under the bed
i have dreams
of us
they never end well
like a horror movie
i die first
everyday
everyday
i dedicate
to myself
to be better
than yestersay
so far
i am 0 for 30.
but maybe
today will be different.
pirate king
it’s been awhile
i don’t look the same
sound the same
i like a lot of different things
like avocado,
it use to make my mouth itch
but it went away
now
i do whatever i want;
touching the top of oak trees
surfing clouds towards a sky realm
sailing a brand new ocean
for adventure;
hot blooded
it is an out of body experience;
i’m a foreigner to myself
like a novel on my bookshelf
i know the ending.
nothing is pending
placed down payment months ago
ticket to the heart break show
i can only blame my inexperience;
gopher
sometimes
just sometimes
i come out of
this deep hole
that i burried
to see the sun
in all it’s glory
go see a movie
boba
maybe a new hoodie
and shortly return
to the hole
and consider
doing that again
next week.
(maybe)
untitled 20
i don’t think
i’ve been myself
for a long time;
you didn’t know
it’s not your fault
goodbye.
power
i use to believe
it was to avoid
losing;
to win
no matter what-
now
to only play
when losing
isn’t an option
Saint's Muse 