How much would it take To weave the fibers of my thoughts Into reality? My seared skin soaked In blood and sweat Hanging like steel strips In my arms Is not enough Apparently Without replacing my heart With the cold orb Of an everlasting robot In this modern era Where the slow extincts With their […]
I know of a monster Who knows how to write The poetry of beasts The songs of demons In languages unknown to everybody Except myself. Yes, myself. For he is born inside My broken spirit, My empty heart, My chaotic thoughts, As I wandered in the wilderness Of solitude in my bedroom Lusting myself, Kissing […]
My fingertips hold on to this sharp, inked knife Which draws blood as I draw these thoughts of mine In voiceless screaming words that I Have kept hearing in my mind.
“Don’t let mental blocks control you. Set yourself free. Confront your fear and turn the mental blocks into building blocks.” – Dr. Roopleen
There’s this quote from Instagram a few days ago which resonated in me. It said, “I was busy taking deeper breaths. I was busy silencing irrational thoughts. I was busy calming a racing heart. I was busy telling myself I am okay.” This especially reflected my mind when I was still in college, where a […]
My brain is scattered in my bed In dusty notes and garbage songs Wondering when will it feel alive Wandering in my own world For all of the waiting, all of the travels I spent on so much thinking It seemed a futile effort In my currently empty heart Cries meant to be muffled still […]