WE WILL BE HAPPY

When will you step out of your cage

And I will get rid off my shackles

Our star will shine so bright

Boiling emotions will wait for eruption

An explosion

so strong that we will only see each other

the ocean will move

lands will crash

mountains will fall

then we will be happy.

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I cannot fathom

how you gather such energy

to loathe as vehemently as you do.

I look around and I see a wounded world –

statues of angels

weeping in the wake

of tragic suffering

hearts weighed against the want

of worthless paper –

the currency of cruelty;

a selfish prayer for salvation.

the Earth is bleeding

and its ocean weep –

do you reall seek

to add to the darkness?

bitter girls; choking

on their own venom –

projecting her own insecurities

upon the innocent.

you only taint the air you breathe.

gray clouds for a black heart

and I pity you

crawling through

those shards of broken beauty –

the realms you ruined –

ruined with your own hands.

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Artwork by Maine artist Laurie Proctor
Fairfield, Maine

DREAM

If nostalgia is an illusion

and we weren’t as golden as we seem

and i think i’ll have to avoid life

and keep spinning along in our dream

Image source: Wet Dream Kellydelrosso On Deviantart Abstract Dream Art

OLD WOUNDS

Festering wounds

never truly heal

someone always

comes along

to rip them open

until another person

kisses the cuts

and closes it up again

but

only

temporarily.

Photo by: Anna Wojtczak

EMOTIONS

Now I ask myself,

do humans should consider emotions as blessings?

because we can assert, identify and relate with others or

emotions are just freaking emotions which do not have correlation with our human existence

because it makes ourselves complicated? because it makes things complicated?

Emotions, especially negative emotions are destructive in the sense that I lose my sense of own self.

Photo by; Neeraj Parswal

SLEEP

I wish we could sleep tonight despite of everything that we’te going through.

I wish we could all have sweet dreams eventhough we are somehow wrecked and doomed.

We deserve peace.

Even just in our sleep.

Image by: Rajasekharan