it appears like smoke, my mind.
never really emerging into a fire.
never breaking minds and ideas
in the middle of the night.
but never clearing up like crystal, either.
it appears like trampoline, my heart.
jumping in and out of places
too quick. never staying long enough
to reach the epiphany
that people long.
it appears like a handful of breaths, my head.
never breathing in too much,
but suffocating, always.
never lighting up any dreams
but filling up ashtrays.
it appears like a great,
unresolved mystery— my mind.
like trails of rain
it leaves darkness on my skin
i light up like a bonfire.
too many echoes let loose,
too much wind soaked in.
but never enough
to set the madness free,
never enough
to start a catastrophe.
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to those reading this, i would include an A/N later, but thank you for stopping by! i have taken the longest hiatus i know, but it would mean a lot to me if you give this a go, and show love like you have shown in all of my past works. love always,
sebanti.
