My adoration is deteriorating as I expose the extinction of loyalty.
I find that my fatuous behavior was pathetic; an endeavor to enchant royalty.
My cave is now somehow brighter with the serenity of my discovery,
yet I await in anxious fretfulness, recognizing that nonchalance will be pivotal in my recovery. Continue reading →
His eyes personify what anguish can awake,
glowing of deprivation; a mural of forsaken ache.
Retaining his broken wings, he struggles to soar
through life unaffected by those that implore
to discover the essence beyond his guarded shore. Continue reading →
I drive blindly, never missing a turn or curve,
always keeping my cool, never losing my verve.
It’s farcical how concentrating lets my mind wander;
vacuously gazing at the stars, starting to ponder:
“What does it all mean?”, “Why am I here?” – blah blah, Continue reading →
I’m sitting in the sand, allured by the water.
The sky begins to collapse, a complete beauty slaughter.
I open my eyes and behold! It’s my room; the mess, the hate, the direful gloom.
No sunshine, no manumission, no beautiful shore; it’s not a new day, I’ve had this day before. Continue reading →
I am peacefully floating in a sea of serenity;
gazing at the sunset, searching for my identity.
When are we truly ourselves, just ourselves completely?
I am a diluted version of myself, only being me discreetly.
What was once seen as serene is now defined by anxiety. Continue reading →