My whole life I’ve lived like this, hung by strings attached to my fingertips, arms, legs, toes, and head. During the day I hang freely, and swing with the gentle sea breezes that pass by. To my left ...
I’m slipping back into a state of consciousness, I’m gripping onto reality. It feels like I’m spinning in a vortex of hyperreality, these colors are so vivid and lovely. Why does no one visit me? Why ...
My guilty pleasure is gluttony
Nothing makes me feel more free
Than shoveling food into my face
The burden of being a disgrace
Comes from a need to feed This empty void of hungry greed
I am sneaky and...
There is an unspoken misery of loneliness for me. I absolutely crave partnership. My friendships are a rich one’s fortune.
I see it everywhere online and in books or movies too, how your own lonelines...
Sometimes I want to give up being a ghost
At times my personality feels overdosed
I want to recoil and hide in my identity
I’m exuberant, I’m loud, I’m a raging sea
But I am awkward and I am strange A...
I know I am just a pawn
In the lives of the withdrawn
Maybe I am just a light
Maybe I am just your appetite
I am used and I am worn
I give out love to those unborn
Of true affection and empathy