@painxpeace
yeahm, i got problems, full stop. standing on the brink, toes out. gotta let go, i was the ice beneath these skates, now i'm the rust in the wheels, resisting your pull and your push. i got a home and i know what i gotta do
papers out, i sketch my cage. loops & lines. mountains i built to climb, instead skidded backwards at double speed. i feel the breathe of madness on my neck, telling to relax into it's embrace.
i know of no other home
i dance on the stage of worlds, one step closer to your side.
not addicted enough
how do you suppose to walk the dangerous path in the garden of this life, when you can't even walk the path in your garden, one step here & one there.
remember, i once ran up to roof in winter when it was raining, bare-chest & begged God to take this depression away.
remember, the core, the rawest form of me, will want to escape. the voice muffled will encourage
i am picking up a storm
in the silence,
my hands become gloves.
whose fingerprints were there
on the axe that chopped me up
last night ?
i shall close my eyes now,
and take it all.
who's there, but me ?
my thoughts were kites in careless hands,
and i suffered the thread wounds.
now, i shall fly the kite
and suffer the wounds.
i wonder,
will something come anew ?
two strangers, one home.
fight, for silence.
then blast your favourite muse <3
sorry.
your colour. the colour that reflects back the most from all the ruined things you were once part of.
15/10/25.
I.5 hrs to come back to reality.