❧ "now i am a bridge between the two lands; with none to call me their own."

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 i sat on my white marble floor with pen in one hand; stethoscope laced in other.

i cracked open my skull ; placed my mind at a corner. 

 broke the cage of ribs; sat my heart opposite to its rival. 


 my mind hanged itself with the the stringy instrument of my future 

while 

my heart stabbed itself with the knife of my emotions.


my mind begged it to stop the bleeding,

for its offspring, expectations and sacrifices

weren't meant to kill the creator of

their galaxy. 

my heart laughed at it and wept 

too weak to loosen the rope around it's other half neck.

too weak to loosen the rope around it's other half neck

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soon

the disappointments and insecurities made their own garden within them

as they mocked the two dying lovers molded from toxic clay of dreams and agony.

the plastic weeds poisoned the golden blood flowing in their narrow streams 

for 

tonight i witnessed the birth of my uncertainties; weaved with immortal strands and everlasting divinity. 


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