They said silence is gold…but they lied, Silence is the reason you care, don’t deny! Something up there is walking untold, Something up there is walking powerfully broke. It’s the slowest punishment, It’s that echo that screams and you shout. Silence takes more power than just some words Silence breaks you apart, tears down, leave you lost. Silence is the chills in your spine, Quiet sensitive at night. Don’t think silence can’t talk, Empty clock. Silence is saying what you afraid to say. Silence is a chosen way. She leaves you like a stone bone, ice soul, dry lips. But … Continue reading Silence.
November you are my favorite color. You are always the late folk that is unremembered. Cold but gentle. Some people don’t get your purpose. Because you are not for everyone. You are the judge of fall. You are the look of hunger in a man with heat, is enough to lift an old woman from her knees. As a piece of confusion, he’s been looking for. He was declining to die, but now he’s coming back for more. The speculation of an old man when gets you apart, you can’t see what is coming, but there is a tree standing all … Continue reading This November there seems to be nothing to say.
Time they said… Time will heal all wounds but they lied. So, you go on, with your broken parts, trying to find someone to fix them. No one can fix, or heal, or bandage you. – What about me? -Is this the part where you start tearing off strips of your shirt to bind my wounds? If you wanted me to rip my clothes off, you should have just asked. I know you can kiss my wounds with your soft lips that can numb them. But the numbness is not forever. Because to heal, you have to get to the … Continue reading Our souls don’t sleep at night.
He compares you to an impossible highway to a burning house Says you are blinding him that he could never leave you to forget you want anything but you you dizzy him, you are unbearable every woman before or after you is doused in your name you fill his mouth his teeth ache with the memory of a taste his body just a long shadow seeking yours but you are always too intense frightening in the way you want him unashamed and sacrificial he tells you that no man can live up to the one who lives in your head … Continue reading For Women Who Are “Difficult” to Love’
Would it be fair if I don’t say anything right now? Just give me this moment, I swear I’ll keep it forever. Would it be fair If I don’t say a word, but at the same time there are thousands of words digging in my soul? Could you tell how come we let this happened? Could we tell that we are wrong?But God, when our soul is touching each other when my skin is his skin when my smell becomes his smell when his lips go down on my neck. Could you tell me what is this? Would it be … Continue reading I’ll keep it forever.
I declare myself an useless ego, right? There is nothing new for me under the sun, Am I wrong again? Who am I? Or just an empty box with some dusty goals. Being hungry in your life, remember? You forgot to ask your old soul, why? There is a clock, and there is a time, Please, young soul, live the life. All this was a long time ago, I remember Throughout the whole life of us, one must continue to learn to live, and one to die, And I could live it again, everything again, With my old soul and … Continue reading Just words on his mind.
I sell my second-hand soul. Old soul. Poised few times. Sick in November. Kidney problems. Heart too big. Blind and deaf. Likes only silence, and maybe sometimes in the mood for wind. Usually does not make sense, but almost all the time active. Low blood pressure, losing contact with earth, at least once a month. Cold all the time. Can be fixed if you believe in it. Screams in his dreams. Strong to break each soul once it falls in love. Can’t run, not anymore. No parents. Looking all the time for light, but chooses darkness to live in. No … Continue reading Selling a second-hand soul!