Another day where I wake up and I have the sense that you’re right thereclose enough to feel but not close enough to touchand yet last night, I swear I felt my hands on your chestyour heart beating rhythmically, my favourite safe place. I’m snapped awake and I have to remind myself that you’re goneandContinue reading “forever.”
Category Archives: dreams
scared of the dark
I’m scared of the dark Mostly Except when I’m feeling particularly apathetic Then I think Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad If some unknown entity swallowed me whole
on existence
I keep writing of dreamsof loves lost found again only in slumberI poeticize the hell out ofunattainableunrecognizablesubconscious renderings. Except it’s not totallyunrecognizableI see shapes and sounds that are vaguely familiarthey resemble my waking lifein a painfully sharp wayleaving me longing for pasts unreachable. Waking up sobbingchest heavingbody tremblingsomehow louder in the calm darknessI curse myselfContinue reading “on existence”
in my dreams
I’ve been dreaming about you what can I say, you twinkle and dance around my thoughts like nothing, like everything. My memories drip and burn with you I feel you on my skin when I wake up I spend my day consumed with trying to figure out the snippets of unreality all that I’m leftContinue reading “in my dreams”
dream sequence
What dreams do know,as they float about,we sleep softly andyet, our heads are in places much remote. A sigh, a toss, a turn,reliving ones lossin the dark of nightit’s hard to know what’s wrongwhat’s right? These dreams do lie,and play their tricksthey dangle promises on our lipsso that when we wakethe sweetest painjust to haveContinue reading “dream sequence”
pretty words for wicked girls 