For years, I’ve tucked away the thirst to create in the deepest corners of my heart. I squeezed it into the corner until it grew cobwebs and dust; until it became lost under the mess of my unstructured days; until it became nothing but wishing thinking of who could I be.
Coming into a new city made me feel small. Honestly, I still feel small and an untalented mess as days fly by.
Why can’t I be as outgoing and creative as the others?
Why can’t I be as smart?
Then, I realized, it’s not that I can’t. It’s that I don’t allow myself to.
I love plans. I love creating plans. I love planning what to do. I love listing my plans. Until I woke up one day that plan is all I’ve ever done.
It’s about time I start doing. It’s about time I come back to my first loves. It’s about time I clear the cobwebs and dust covering my thirst to create. It’s time I allow myself to try even if I’m unsure of what to do. It’s about time I grow and leap.
i looked at you through the cracked screen of my phone. through the cracked and pixelted, you were beautiful: an angel, in my eyes.
you lauged lightly, a mellifluous sound, as i made a joke about one of your multiple ex-girlfriends.
you continued to blab about your current "love inerest" that would probably end within the span of 3-10
crack
the sound of my fragile heart tearing echoed in my ears and inreased slightly more with each word you uttered. it would never be fully-broken, never be fully-healed
always continuing the slow, agonizingly painful, ceaseless torture - like the nightmare that re-occurs every night: you're there, i'm running and running, sweat dripping, thighs burning, flushed face, but i can't seem to move an inch can't seem to get my feet off the ground.
i keep the smiling demeanor on for you.
so i don't worry you
so you're not confused,
so you'll continue to talk to me without any hesitations,
so you won't bother asking why i'm hurting so much inside,
it's all for you
i listen as you talk about her, not realizing that you are chipping pieces off of me second by second, like i'm merely a clay piece for you to play with and abandon once you're done, yet you keep coming back for more, you can't seem to let go.
my smile falters once you end the call saying that your mom called you - probably to set the table or something.
a deep sigh escapes my mouth and the corners of my mouth turn down into a frown.
sluggishly crossing the room, i grab the hoodie; your hoodie, merely a piece of fabric, yet it means so much more to me than you could possibly imagine.
after being repeately washed, it still had that faint smell: you - you, you , and nothing but you.
i slipped the sweater over my head and through my arms - the hoodie fell to about my mid-thigh.
the aroma filled up my senses completely, i felt drunk on you, intoxicated with just the mere scent of you.
i craved for you to be near me, to hold me, to talk about me like you actually want me, and need me - like i need you
The turmoil inside me has begun to settle
That should be a good thing
But now I just feel empty
As if the war inside of me has accepted its defeat
But has not lost hope
I see in your eyes your love for her
And your curiosity of me
I feel in your touch the “what if” of taking it further
The want to do it again
But now I’m wondering if I’ve become an experiment
If these feelings are worth pursuing
Or if the only time I am worthy of your affection
Is when we both have something to blame it on
- It’s not real if we aren’t sober
Eyes like islands in the ocean
The waves of your iris pulling me in
A rip current that can’t be escaped
Sailing toward the whirlpool of your pupil
Drowning in your soul
-These Windows Are Dangerous
And then, just like that, we became strangers to each other.
4 a.m. thoughts, words better left unsaid
They say the truth will set you free, So why am I still here?
God If You Are Above by Falling In Reverse
Maybe we are all crazy, that’s why we search for love in places it can never be found.
4 a.m. thoughts
To my parents I am waxing and To my sister I am waning To many I am new, unseen and mysterious. Never do I fully show myself to those around me…only to those I deem worthy, If I present to you in my full glory you must know you are special, you have been chosen to seem me as I am. I am a complex web of something quite simple, built to forever stand out in space amongst the many planets who demand majority’s attention Overlook but not underestimated, I am like the moon. -For the Outcasts
My words might be beautiful, but they are empty
Devoid of soul, devoid of feelings, a low hanging fantasy
I use it as traps, trying to catch strangers' hearts
Trying to cram those pieces into my chest, hoping mine would start
My hands are so red, I have crossed too many lines
Does my guilt absolves me? Do I still have the right to call this pain mine?
As my self-made ghosts roam around this false cemetery,
As my body sinks with the weight of the burden I chose to carry,
Can I still forgive myself before this imaginary coffin turns real?
For all the wounds I've inflicted, for all the wounds I never learned to heal.
It is my tragedy to have you as my enemy
Once upon a time, you loved me dearly
Sweeter than I prefer until it turned bitter
Everything soured, words could've been phrased better
But once a year, like an eclipse, we'll be back
Trying to touch those hands, tiptoeing around the cracks
You'd pour salt in my wounds and I'd offer you a smile
It is my tragedy, to have a taste of you for a while.
Untie your hands, love, use your feet
Let go of my waist, dance to your own beat
It will be clear, if only you'd wipe away your tears
For your happiness, I'd go and face my fears
The wind in my sails, we're at your stop
Promise me I'll at least be in your map.
I knew I loved you then, but I didn't tell
You've only fallen and I wasn't well
Cold, cold days with arms wrapped mine
Flowers were wilting, and you're looking for a sign
I want to be better, you want me to be yours
I keep screaming, screaming 'till my voice is hoarse
But you didn't know, didn't know 'cause you were deaf and blinded
I was paralyzed, trying to be found, you're lost, we're both stranded
I was rage, you were kindness, we made a home out of lies
Second chances, third ones, a promise that flies
A pair of wings growing while one withers away
I will never deserve you, I didn't ask for you to stay.
I take off the hatred, take off the love
Until I am empty, breathless and numb
And I lay beside you, under the stars
We're kids again, ignorant of the wars
Yet your hand, I can no more hold
You used to radiate warmth, now it's cold
And I expect you to recount my mistakes, where I went wrong
But all I could hear is a familiar melody, you're humming our song
So I reach out and laces our fingers, this is not the end
We're just two kids with broken hearts, we could start again.
One eye blind, one bright and clear
Both swimming with doubts, both filled with fear
One hand with gun, one gripping yours
Both bloody and bruised, both aching with force
Your lips on my ears, whispering the same words again and again
Telling me you're sorry, to pick up the pen
But the one's not holding mine, clutches a sword
And blood flows through my mouth instead of words.
My heart clenches as if it can still feel
Can still discern what's right, what's real
But I know better, it was torn
The day it fell for you, I was reborn
I can still feel the phantom beating
I can still hear the echoes of footsteps receding
The day it fell for you, I was reborn
That was the last day in my sleeve, it was worn.
I hide behind these walls, I hide away my soul
Yet one look from you I fall, one look and you stole
What was never mine and has always been yours
You're good, you're good, I whisper as it gets worse
We're not meant to be, you made me happy
We're not meant to be, a footnote in your story
We're not meant to be, all I want is an apology
We're not meant to be, please tell me why you left me.
My fingers graze your skin
And my heart beats loud and fast
A flinch, and a step back
The scene shatters in a flash
I blink my eyes open
As sunlight filters to my room
And I reached for your side
To be met with empty sheets
It is a beautiful day
But I close my eyes, letting myself drift
To the land of dreams
Back to you again.
I was running when you found me
With my heart filled of thorns and your head crowned with daisies
In the field of dandelions we met
Your tired eyes looked at mine with regret
With petals in my hands, and yours filled with blood
We part ways, losing what we never have.
I wonder if I flit through your mind
If there are times you still try to find
Me, in those songs, those places
If in your life, I left some spaces
For you part me with a void, an aching in my soul
The face I look for in the crowd, the name I try to howl
Or maybe you don't even remember
The girl you've given a hasty farewell that chilly December.
My heart aches as you walk near
You, who've once taken everything I held dear
You have some nerve to come to me
When you made certain to ruin who I could be
Are you here to gloat, parade your victory?
I want to go, but you won't set me free
And I'm tired, I have nothing left to give
I wish you wouldn't come back once you leave.
We're here again, stuck in the same place
With flames in my eyes, tears streaking through your face
I can see the tension you carry, the way your shoulders sag
All I did was raise your red flags
I can't be your hero, can't love you the way you want me to
So why won't you go, why not leave too?
Why won't you fight? You deserve someone better
Don't weigh yourself down with me, I'm a monster
Believe what you believe, but I can't be, I can't be better.
My pen glides through the paper as I bleed you out
The ink tells what I can't speak through my mouth
It seems I lost my voice since you left
Not does it matter, with me, you're always deaf
I beg for you to stay, I plead for just another minute
But you're hellbent on tearing my heart, blowing it to bits
Yet you say there's nobody crueler than I
When you didn't even think twice when you said goodbye.
I float, empty, a husk
In solitude, I bask
Don't let me, don't let me drown
Fill this void and anchor me down.
I watch the pebble skips in the water
As my heart flips, flips, flips
The ghost of your touch, my knees waver
And I weep, weep, weep.
I smile as I lift my phone up high
It was one of those nights that don't make me wish to die
There was singing and teary eyes
As the laughter echoes, and we're free of lies
And for the first time since I can remember
I slept with thoughts of getting better
For them with my side
I can do anything, I can try.
I was watching the moon up in the sky
As I sat up and sigh
I told the stars I'm letting you go
That it hurts, but I have to grow
I hope the whispered message reaches you
I forgive you and I'll learn to forgive myself too
Though I know I'll miss you forever
I accepted that things end, connections sever
And I wish, I wish someday when we meet
I can smile and say I'm happy without lying through my teeth.
I can hear your laughter echo in my head
I can feel the love I wish to raise back from the dead
Your footsteps recede, you turn your back
I whimper and stare, still in shock
For even if I knew you're gonna leave
That we run out of stories to weave
My fragile heart can't still accept it
That it'll no more flutter to your smile, it won't no longer beat.
Sleeping woefully to awake and relive it.
You used to wrap your arms around me on nights like this
Whisper in my ear
You tell me none of it is real.
I roll over to an empty bed and colder hands
My knees scrape the ground thinking about you giving someone else the name that was supposed to be mine
I fear you're wrong this time.
I keep the door unlocked in case you change your mind
I wait for your silhouette everynight.
Your reflection, a cradle of false promises.
- A.L
Frauenherz
Cro sagt er glaubt gott sei ne frau
Aber es ist ein mann das weiß ich ganz genau
Wär ers nicht
Gäbe es mehr licht
Mehr licht an den dunkelsten orten
Und mehr Wahrheit in worten
Mehr Gerechtigkeit auf dieser welt
Und das ende ist nicht so tief wenn man fällt
Es geht nicht so viel schief wenn man sich stellt
Und ein Reichtum an liebe statt an geld
-B.I
Enough?
Can you miss something you never had
Or is it just the feeling, that makes you sad
Every time you think about
the great moments you’ve left out.
You’re saying you were too scared
And not prepared
You had Too much doubt
And Too much to care about
But that shit holds you back
And leaves u with a ship wrack
So she packed her backpack
And started trying new things
Hoping its the feeling of joy, it bings.
Step by step getting closer
But one step further and it shows her
Again the face of the clown
Making her drown
showing it all was a joke
And had nothing to do with hope
Its like the creepy box
Its not the friendly music that shocks
Its the red big smile jumping in her face
Showing her all the disgrace and the hate
Thinking its her fate
To be always late
And get the last piece from the plate
Just the feeling of not getting enough
that made her so tough.
-B.I