Abandoned With What You Are, That Is The Test
Abandoned with what you are, that is the test
And In the twist of it all there is
A cave for all your thoughts, bright or dark
Engulfed in your breath
Thinking things you will regret
I wrote it down,
But I won’t pass
I have my way
anytime now
-s’s.
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a fish in the lowest pond
dreams that only go on
With our sleep
in too deep
-s’s
ghost of mist and pieces and trees
falling delightfully like fading spring
ghost of loss, of thought, of everything
-s’s.
abandon and betray the past
revel in it again,
write it on paper, watch as it crumples,
and soon, hides within the disguise of my mind
-s's.
spent time walking
watching
memories drive by
What runs once used to be slow
the bad things used to feel good
i sit in wonder
Pride
While the wind carries the harsh fumes
to my mind, a stubborn message
and stubborn pride, I have
nobody to talk to about
all of this
it's nothing more, a hit or miss
starve my eyes before they cry
year after year they were in a war
delicate dark and black, give me no time to look back
-s's.
envelopes
Too many envelopes and people living in secret rooms
I can’t cope—keeping them locked safe in a dark movie like I had hoped
but nothing that’s sealed is worthwhile
say it when you find out and watch while it falls down
-s’s.
I set my eyes forward, still
and pray
I sit alone, watch the streetlights decay
now my room is frozen black
Distant whistles of the train
I’m amused by hypothetical pain
I sit here and think of what I would say
I set my eyes on the wall
and pray
-s’s.
Dropping the Case Against You
raspy voice within a song
go ahead, take me away
and whereto, you would want to go
my witnesses are futile now that I fell into all this
my case is ruined
no need to testify now, I'll live inside your truth
Why don’t we just set off? nothing we do will be enough.
if you ever were the real deal
Then I would have known it by now
Your nightmare, it will haunt
Never seemed like me, never indeed
one lifeless dream, one breath ceased, empty
She is a glowing beauty, pink glass petals crack and refract aspects of different potentialities, an endless intermingling of what if realities reflected in a shimmering crystal flower in a jar in a fairytale that I tell myself.
-2023
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