December 12, 2018

Escape 1.0

Can we make a run
and still breathing
after all those bullets
run through every inch of our body?

January 15, 2018

Misery kingdom

The fact that I love you more than I love myself is unsettling

Windowsill

and if the window ever opened
i'm gonna jump right out
without thinking
if i'm gonna live after that
because maybe
just maybe
you'll be down there
waiting for me
on a trampoline
and then we can jump
joyously to the sound of the world

Wasteheart

After hours sitting in the toilet, he has yet to catch that one mosquito that keeps lingering around his head.
Or her heart for that matter.

Cold

He sits there. Bloodied and cold. His clothes are wet from the heavy rain, but that is the least on his mind right now. He just lost all will to live, now that everyone is gone. His heart has gone cold. Soon all parts of his body will too.

Dark Ceiling

He points the gun to his head. He is calm and ready to get out of this nightmare. As normal as this seems to him, he can't stop the shiver from the feeling of cold metal on his skin. Slowly, he pulls the trigger. A loud sound echoes through the empty building. Darkness fills his sight. No light, no joyous laughter, not even echoes of sound.

He knows everything is going to be fine when he opens his eyes, as always. Waking up to the sound of waves crashing into the beach on his king-sized bed, as always. Oh, how he longs for that calmness again.

He opens his eyes. There is no sunlight, no waves crashing, let alone the calmness he was longing.  This can't be happening. He tries to understand the situation, but it is too dark to even get his head working.