Cameras
Glowing eyesIn the dark. Something with bright redGlowing eyesIs watching meFrom the dark. It blinks its shadowy reflectionAnd trails meThough
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I Still Wake Up With Things To Tell You
You are the imposterOf your own selfThe Holy ProphetOf your own rebellion.
Hibernation
Sometimes You need to sleep. You need to sleep a lot. Not because you’re tired Or because you need to
Wrong Place, Wrong Time
As the colors come back As the small seedling begins to show its soft green stem, India wraps itself in
As The Gear Turns
They say Machines have no soul. But aren’t humans kind of a machine too? Vessels of flesh and blood. Although
Ouroboros
A never-ending cycleEternity, Forever, Infinity.As the serpent eats itself,And the golden retrievers at the beachWho chase their own tailsAs the
The Mousetrap
We were walking home,And you were crying.And sobbing.And bawling.All over my shoulder. You begged me to help save you,Told me
A Coin Toss
She is like the moon. Beautiful and intelligent, All soft smiles and gentle laughter. You can yell at her, and
“I Love You.”
It slips out of my mouth easily. Pushes past my lips with little protest And I almost forget the weight
Yelling At Deaf Ears
If you breathe my soul,It is stained with guilt.Disgusting with regret,And it carries a sickening stench of memories that haunt