human, Love, myth, poetry, Uncategorized

My Love

My love you lie always, hold your breathe as you speak, walk as slow as a moving rock. My love if I had a way to run I would for I can’t stand to look at you. 

I am not even a fool for you and you are an idiot to me, you shine as much as the darkness. If I was dying an you were my cure, I am 6 feet under. 

They have said before kiss a frog and it will turn into a prince, that has yet to be you, a frogs lips are far more soft by the looks of yours. 

You wear the clothes from ages and feel fresh in them, I want to hide under thorns, well they are less painful than the embarrassment.

My love a pig is less sloppy than you are and I am thinking of trading you for one, my love colder than the ocean and Australia.

When you sleep I want to knock you out and take you to the other side of the world, make you go insane and never come back.

My love those are the things I would say in a horrible day for my love for you is one of a kind and as rare as white peacock in the middle of Australia. 

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Soulmates

It is said that soulmates was started long time ago when couples that were so inlove promise eachother that once they die they we’ll meet again. That many years have passed and as they live day by day they have forgotten they would meet again. That when they are at steps of meeting and everything around them stops but that sometimes they are to distracted to even notice. So they have to wait longer and longer. The couple will live throughout their life feeling the missing piece until they meet again. Soulmate? What does it mean? Some may see it unreal and some may believe in the fact everyone has one. What ever people may believe we all know we are all looking for one. So many people what are the chances you’ll meet yours in this lifetime? Is yours even still alive? Will we even be able to tell when we are right next to them? Too many questions and no answers, now I am just make you think a bit more rather than making that part of your life easier. But now you are just not using your brain anymore cause life isn’t supposed to be easily. But wait, who said that it wasn’t suppose to be easy? Or is it just that we make it harder than it is? Well one thing might be for sure you haven’t found your soulmate yet. Good luck to you my friend.’

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poetry, Theater

The Worst Car Crash

Yes I am hurting, it’s hard to see but I am, see I always feel like I’m not good enough like I should try harder until I collapse or so. I don’t want to hurt myself, I don’t want to hurt myself, why do I keep repeating it so many times if I don’t want to hurt myself? I mean yet if lets say if I were hypothetically think being in a car and crashing into a tree or going off the bridge, best case scenario would be I were to die, worst-case scenario would be if I were to live I know what thoughts may enter your mind. How is that the worst-case scenario if you would be alive?

Answers: I wake up in a hospital bed next to me my crying mother and a cop waiting to make a report. The reason, there’s just not any.

Me: How in the world am I still alive? How in the world will I pay the hospital bill? The car most be a toll! When can I get out of this bed? I mean not that I actually could before the crash when I was dealing with my depression, panic attacks and don’t forget good old stress. Oh wait, but I am alive what do I have to lose right? 

  • Car Crash=Broken Ribs, Leg, Neck
  • Hospital=Hospital Bill
  • Police=Report
  • Car=Toll
  • Me=Problems
  • Solution=Win or Lose?
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