Poems and shit

Equilibrium

I am just a sick girl

There's overflow in my head and my stomach just can't seem to handle anything

And sometimes it seems like the Moon is the brightest thing in my life

The intangible brilliant beauty

I wish that the Moon could be my lover

She'd help me find my path and keep the monsters at bay

And I could be her Earth's tides

Because without her, I would only cause chaos

I suppose that love is equilibrium

Dear future,

I hope you won't remember me as the girl who dreamt of yesterday

Who once longed for lovers that had already forgotten my lips

And honestly my minty tea flavored lips are hard to forget

This girl never meant to disregard the intangible and inconspicuous passing of time

It's just difficult to see anything through the hazy past