If I’d never met you, I’d not feel this way I do. I wouldn’t wonder why you affect me so. I wouldn’t think twice about myself or mind my ways. I would just get on with myself; without you. You are the pauses I make, the words I don’t say, the interruptions I have. I …
Month: July 2019
When I am sad, it’s as though life is melodic; a sweet symphony of sadness.
My eyes, my portal into the world, try to hold the storms inside, as the wind swirls and the thunder roars. I drift further, like drift wood from an island.
Life is an interesting peace from which we must all wake. But to what end?
Who do you want to be like? What repeat
Let’s ignore each other and turn our heads and pretend; So we might drink this forever wine For what might never ends is that which never begins. How mistaken is this incline. Oh, How heartfelt! You and I are ghosts, wandering this life in sad misrepresentation. But still, Lets hide our souls and protect our …
I have now become the invisible darkness. The infinite sadness of quiet abandonment