Category: Life VS Reality

Shock Therapy

I pretended to be elsewhere.

Really I was here, or rather nearby.

I stared into your main and vied for your attention.

I didn’t sleep until? Well, never.

I relied upon the moment and the stupidity of ‘good advice.’

I floated back down to my senses and made a cup of tea.

That’s Not My Story

You’ve done well.

I’m proud.

I’m inspired.

I’m somewhat happy for you. Honest.

The left side of my neck hurts.

You achieved something new to your life. Brilliant.

That’s not my story.

Do not wish the same for my life.

Our universe has chosen. I’m at peace with where I’m going.

From the Files of Crow and Unique: Next Lifetime

I’ll perch on your chest and feel your heartbeats through my feet.

I’ll flutter around your mind like a humming-bird about to dip into a flower head.

I’ll dive deep down into the sea, to scoop up your waves of love.

I’ll fly beyond the perimeter of the Earth, to sprinkle my admiration directly above your layers.

Next lifetime, I’ll recognise you.

Next lifetime, I’ll hear you.

Next lifetime, I’ll see you.

Next lifetime, I’ll press my heart beside yours. We’ll beat as one.

Next lifetime, Phoenix will rise and burn out all the memories we formed in our lifetime.

Next lifetime, Crow will tear out from the heart of the Phoenix.

Next lifetime, Crow will paint every universe black.

Next lifetime, you’ll see nothing but I promise you, you’ll feel my love.

Goodnight

Anxiety

It keeps pulling up over the years and tries its best to drag me down.

If I smile in your presence I’m truly delighted.

The processes have me seduced by the flow. The many flows, within veins I’ve never thought to go.

Exploration of cavities can lead me to race through the darkness in my mind.

Toxins, disguised as love, always catch me by surprise.

I fear the dark side, yet my arms remain open.

I cringe at the nightmares that invade my day-dreams.

I shudder away from all signs of love, as I sense evil within loves true meaning.

Anxiety

It keeps comin’ thru’ like an old flame burning bridges. Like a snake in unicorn skin, only I see the ridges!

The diagram you place before me isn’t accurate, to say the least.

Deep in your eyes, I see jealously and bewilderment. I see love and comfort entangled around an iron blade. I see the lies you are eager to share, delivered alongside the thorny steams of white roses.

I kiss you then close my eyes.

Goodnight.

Fan

A fan loves the character(s) you create.

A fan will cheer you daily.

A fan will feel the boost in their ego, that your status brings.

A fan will show love but it will never be the love you believe you’re deserving of.

A fan will smile and obey.

A fan will pose and snap that moment, every day.

Where was your fan when you were in the gutter?

Where was your fan when your shit hit the fan?

Where was your fan when…never mind.

Personally, I’m not sold on your celebrity – K. Lamar

May the many creative writers within our universe encounter my existence.

May the many creative writers within our universe break free.

I follow the stars.

I worship my heartbeats.

I’m not your fan.

I’m a bomb in your lifeline.

Rest In Peace

I Found You

In the sky.

In the forest.

In the sea.

I found you beside my bed watching me breathe, during sleep.

I found you in my kitchen, toasting bagels and pouring juice.

I found you on my sofa, snuggled on my breasts. Free and loose.

In the sea.

In the forest.

In the sky.

I found your love in my heart and passion that never dies.