squidthe emotion is ink in my veins like black when it hits water the billowing clouds mock me through red they form the tendrils cloud my control all i can feel the emotion wraps me incased in magmathe storm consumes my every thought if only i could be with the one who causes the turmoil
A PoemIn moments I feel awakeIn others I do notI see the paths that people takeThe ones that lead them to rotI cannot say they are aloneFor in truth they are notSometimes I feel quite rooted in their sullen little plotA melancholy dayLaying in the grassThe sky nothing but greyI sit up and think, alasThat if I sit and waitAnd choose to pass all moments byMy life will become a thing of hateAs gloomy as the skyI feel I must get up or be quickly doomed to cryFor me it seems the seeds of content lay planted beneath the soilLike a snail forever in it's dark and damp little worldIf I do not water what is sewn, my blood
Paralyzed In the case that I were blind, I'd still hope we were entwinedLike ice your kisses break my focus, even still I can't help but noticeIt's both our hearts that are beatingIn the case that I were deaf, I'd still hope you were thereLike fire your touch breaks my focus, even still I can't help but noticeIt's both our hearts that are beatingIn the case that I were paralyzed, I'd hope you still knew how I feltLike loving a rock, I could not expect your affection to keep its stockIt's my heart that's beatingWhen my skin cannot touch yours, je redouterai les jours, éternelsBecause I'm frozen, I will never know the senses of you by my
i ami am addled as my heart goes pitter patter like a man in the clockwork jowls of walking upon stiltsi am not a machine that outputs formulaically from inputs of dubious integrityi am the hunter who stems the pain, you are the hunter that shoots, for no other intent, for gamei am not a scientist of a sane variety and never are you the experiment
Sta.sh
