I believe in you I believe that you’re real I can be so stoic sometimes but when I have emotions, I know that they’re real I believe in this I believe that this love is real it penetrates the deepest of impermeable layers it runs from head to toe I’m nonexistent without it there’s nothingContinue reading “The feeling of love”
I know you’re not real But I’d like to believe you exist out here in this great wide world, somewhere. Maybe you’re the every other person that’s walking down the street. Maybe you have a billion eyes of all colors. The howling of the wind is a song Written and sung by you For meContinue reading “Lost lovers in the dark”
The physical world, or subconsciousness?
This is how I look at my worst, and I could show you how I look at my best But for some reason I want to stop right here, Because I want you to only love me at my worst Because it feels the most real
“Did you write this?” She asked him directly. In a surge of embarrassment, he walked away with a flushed face. She picked up her pace to match his quick steps. She touched his shoulder from behind and he shivered as he stopped. He placed his palms over his eyes. He wanted to disappear from theContinue reading “Real versus unreal”
How real is this fact That I’m out here, able and intact Underneath shelters and shelters of Clothes, blankets and thick walls Preserved in like a specimen Segregated and closed off in a pitch black cellular chamber That’s silent, faraway, and forgotten Awake, with a buried heart that wonders Whether there’s a man in aContinue reading “Boxed shell”
The only thing that’s real is my body onto yours, bound together, deeply lost in some mist. Everything else is made up, nothing else matters, nor exists.