Stack thirty-three vertebrae on top of each other like Jenga,Read More »
Add on a few pounds of pressure,
The parental and peer kind, both.
I got used to the pain, now it is my pleasure
To carry this heavy load.
Stack thirty-three vertebrae on top of each other like Jenga,Read More »
Add on a few pounds of pressure,
The parental and peer kind, both.
I got used to the pain, now it is my pleasure
To carry this heavy load.
When the universe stretched itself to its limit,
Unravelling the very fibre of its being
Into threads so minuscule
It dissolved into nothing, everything.
But the cloth could only hold on so long.
And the angels stopped their holy song
To go and find a a man
To sew back together the sacred bands.
They found a tailor willing to do the job
They gave him a needle made out of pixie dust
They hoped he would fix the world with a stitch
But he was a mere mortal, their expectations were unjust.
He did the best he could
Of course it wasn’t enough
The fabric of reality smothered him
Consumed his soul slowly
Until his breath gave birth to a new universe
There’s a new drug in town
That I can’t wait to get my hands on
They say he is addictive
I can attest to that myself
They say he’s super sweet
But I think he’s hot as hell
Like a moth to a flame
I find myself at his doorstep again
Begging for one more kiss
Begging for one more on my lips
“I swear it’s totally under control
It’s just a silly little crush”
Is what I told myself before
I fell head over heels for his touch.
No I don’t need rehab or an intervention
Because he is the perfect medicine
To heal my hollow heart
And make me feel like living art.
He was a winter bird,
Flying far from home. He stayed with me for warmth; I didn’t want to let him go. “Everything is perfect, is it not?” I say as I hold him close. “The grass is green and the air is clear You won’t ever have to deal with snow” He looks at me with wet eyes, Within him a fire’s aglow. “My wings were made to soar” He cries out as he leaves me alone. And here I sit and wonder if
He will return once more.
When the people weren’t as blind as they are today They could see through the lies politicians made And demanded justice regardless of the price to pay.Read More »
Being free from obligations is both a blessing and a curse, because you don’t know what your heart really wants. So many options, not enough time to choose, all you do is sit and muse.
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Come on, let’s put on a show
For all the people that we don’t know:
We have little billy here,
Who laughs when others sigh,
And Mrs. Smith, whose baby
Cries during my lines.
Tammy brought a dog inside
(Who cares if it’s not allowed?)
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Swerving through choking traffic, I jump a red light, go over the speed limit and park at the hospital. The ambulance doors open: a stretcher flies out and they all gather to check his pulse. Still going strong. We made it just in time.
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Who would have thought we’d be here?
You and me, passing out of school this year.
(At least I hope we all pass…
It will be pretty embarrassing if we’re held back a class)
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After 2 years of lockdown and social distancing, 2022 felt like a breath of fresh air. I could finally go out with friends without the looming fear of Covid on my mind! And the fact that this is my last year of school made it all the more memorable. Words cannot describe how happy I felt to be in a class, meet my pals again. Things felt normal for a while.
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