Tranquillizer Me became a temporary deal, I'm still tied up in my playful sheet attempting to cross your face that I didn't hold. our joke is bottomless it's settled with spikes on the top. I thought I could do it with an unfixed heart, your time was my remedy and everything about our pomes was fatalistic.
Could I have your ferries one more time? am I allowed to call you by your nickname repeatedly? could you take off your logic just once?
your responsibilities were like treason, I made you the heartbreaker in the box, but I remember that you were just fleeting across my screens, not my bed. Every spoken word by you was calloused, but I adore the numbers which passed unconsciously, I think I hurt you with my thoughts did I? Having you back was like seeing a galaxy on the top of Earth.
If I were on the surface of your sea, would I be the chosen? I miss my tranquillity, I miss my careless mind, I miss my cleaned papers. your mist covered me wildly.
your fluorescent was carried away from me, it has been replaced. your window is unseen and your back became an art without my hands, you created a seat for yourself and you are ready to fly, but I'll always stand with you religiously, but I'm still hanging here cuffed by my own heart.
my words are cynically written all over my tables and my ink formed on the corners of my eyes. I held my box for seconds before I scream your name aesthetically, the breeze we made agonizes me fatally.
I said I'll forget and move to the next station, but I forget how I am a perfect liar.
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August Boy
PoetryThese poems have been written with my bare hands and thoughts, and every letter holds an emotion with hidden damage. These poems are for the one who has owed my heart since the summertime. If these writings find him in a way, just let him know that...
