December 2009
46 posts
Break…you are my break...
If you are a break from the ordinary
From the mundane
Then you must not become so
I won’t let you be
The ordinary
Always an exception
A tangible scope
My sanctuary
Where I believe will find you
With that warm smile
Waiting me
Unintentionally
Waiting me
Maybe busy enough not to talk to me
But I am sure will always find you there
To listen
To scold
To laugh at things I say
...
When strolling deliberately
On my cadaver
Leave your bare footprints
On my skin
Scatter my wounds with rose petals
Cover my bruises with ashes and leave me there
A monument to come by
And at stare
Will be always beholding your gazes
Eternally craving for your scent
For only you revive me
With an uttered arrow
With a calm smile
And pluck me from despair.
Catch my butterflies…
Handle them gently…
Never let them go
....r-a-i-n....
Wish all this rain
Can wash away every stain
For broken hearts
Those in pain
Keep bleeding
And scars to remain
Still have 3 more flowers
To accomplish maturity;
Be my gardener..
.Wanna trap you in a book,read you from cover to cover.
awsome..worth surfing →
...Fake Up...
THE MASCARA FELT SO HEAVY A HELL OF A BURDEN ON MY SAD AND SOFT EYELASHES I TRIED TO LIFT MY EYELIDS UP MORE AND FIGHT THE SLUMBER STRUGGLE WITH ALL THOSE SCREAMS HELD BETWEEN THEM I RAISED UP MY PALM AND TRIED HARD NOT TO MESS UP ALL THAT MAKE UP…I MEAN FAKE UP HOW CAN I MAKE EVERYONE FEEL LIKE EVERYTHING’S IS GREAT APPARENTLY BY PAINTINGING AND ADDING LAYERS ON EXHAUSTED, DROOPING...
“What a great fortune for those in power that people do not think.”
– Adolph Hitler
..Anticlockwise..
Increasing my sugar intake
Inhaling and sniffing
The first linger of cigar
Trying to struggle with what
Took place yesterday.
Convincing myself that it aint true
Going anticlockwise.
Everyone around
Is so fucking happy
I see the world going on
But pausing inside me
Even stopping
Inside me
Holding the arm clocks
Pulling them back
But their rusty squeaks
Announce their rebellion
...