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neon rust

you laugh like neon rust

and i inhale the helium

lightheaded and you lie

.

between the spaces where

you know it would ruin me

saying the stupidest things

it makes me crack up hard

.

even if it’s not funny anymore

and my sides are beginning to

.

bleed with the pressure—eyes

watering into allergic reaction

a waterfall of the words i could

not form in utter fear of choking

scared that you might hear me

.

die on the other side of the road

.

but maybe i’ll risk getting run over again

just to feel that neon rust one last time

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but i can’t spell out your epitaph on my own.

and i’d watch the whole world

fall down at your grave

just to feel you breathe again

.

they say this selfishness

is merely built up of compromised lies

wringing my skin dry of scars

.

but i’ll dismantle my entire being

and carve notches of your name in my soul

just so you could fill in

the gaps between my bones.

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This is a wasteland, my only retreat

Wasting my Saturdays trapped onto malignant hell

My tortured wrists wail, crying up a drowning spell

If there was a God, damn it He left me in their cage

Not even archangels will absolve the battles I wage

If hope was an endless sky, then I would have none

Cackling flames, it licked away tears of desperation

Not even the universe hears the final anguished cry

Of a being shackled under the earth, abandoned to die.

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