All My Midnights Are Like This, Loveless And Soulless.

when i turn off the lights

I'll not run but stand there

so the ghosts can take me

and wipe away my tear

oh how i dare to be that

i should be scared instead

but that's not me

and i will rather choose be dead

when the ghost comes near

i will ask it something

are you real.?

or are you too pretending.?

"i am too heartless", I'll say

but with skin and bones

and you're void darkness

like everyone knows

yet i could feel you shivering

just as frightened as me

you and i are no different

we are tied, even when we're free

~august/fictionflaws

short story.

i am still on my teenage. i must say this is my most excruciating and painful journey i could ever think of. instead of making friends and enjoying, i am taking pills and working on myself. it doesn't feel bad to see other people having fun but sometimes my innerself blames herself for all the pain and i understand her very well.

there's always something i hide, something i whisper to myself at middle of the night.

-august/fictionflaws

excited for the life i am going to live.

maybe someday soon, we'll be there, together, forever.

There seems to be a lot of good and beauty happening in my life and in the lives of the people around me.

I don't know if there's just a lot of excess luck in the air, but I channeled the Good Vibes into this Wizard Froggo.

✨🐸 May they bless you with similarly good vibes. 🐸✨

two bodies dying to be in love

together to stay that forever

it is difficult to confess

their eyes can't feel eachother

skin and souls fighting

one wants warmth of intimacy

and there is another

who is drowned in the sea

no one knows better than me

what it is to stay alive in someone

when you have no reason to live

a love will give you a reason to die

lover shall kill you from inside out

eventually they'll be

the person you can't live without

hope you'll not be that cruel for me

for the reason i gave you my heart

be kind to me and all

you have my most delicate part.

~august.

he wrote poetry all over my skin

and i fell in love as he went on

we played stupid silly games

till it was the time for dawn

in the darkness of night

everything was full of ecstacy

there happened many things

with starry sky and you and me

your hands are intimidating

and how sensually you speak

caramel brown eyes

conspicuous, alluring physique

that moment was perfect

and how you did me undress

your face was bright as city lights

i didn't want to see anything else

-august

— Virginia Woolf, from “Carlyle’s House and Other Sketches.”

sun went away

to rest in paradise

stars in constellation

and moon held the sky

i painted them

in black and white

held them within me

away from human sight

-august