She clenched the broken pieces of glass. As if she is used to the ache. Her hands trembled in pain. But no she won’t give in. Day and night, the…
Tag: Poetry
Definitely all this silence. To this blog page, Is in fact killing me. Like an addiction. I grasp the thing that goes to my head. And paste it here. It…
A designated sign. Decimated and anticipated. Build up expectations. Picturing perfection. Only halfway down, And it fades. Like burning flames on paper. Died passion and obsession. Dried leaves of where,…
My thoughts are compressed, And saturated, Like that concentrated, Juice of orange. Acidic and contorted, Mutated in some way or another. At this moment? Now? Under the airy breeze, That…
Wants lost through solemness. Fades like air. But I’d never die without it. Waved, washed. Claimed, unclaimed. Sorrow overwhelms logics. Seriously? Too foolish. Too naive. Nay freedom ain’t here. But…
I drown myself in noise. Blur blurry random sounds. Keep that emotion silent. Under the covers. I’m alright. Down. Up. Drown. ~S.H.~