I take a step forward and feel nothing under my feet. Spreading my wings, like a bat in the night, I feel the cool upward draft. My wet clothes cling to my body, they don't want to let me go. I open my eyes. It's still dark, of course. It's only the moon shining above … Continue reading Falling
Depressive
Cold Nights
The roads are dimly lit, a little darkA little silent, not even the dogs barkMy clothes are a little thin, almost starkAnd the cold cold wind, daggers my skinHouses on both sides, leak warm light,Leak warm chatter that is so tempting,so teasing, without offering an inviteeliciting a muted laugh from withinI keep on walking at … Continue reading Cold Nights
The Shape of Me
I sit in my garden and watch my house crumble to dust I breathe it in and my blood starts to rust There are demons below in my well, they growl in lust The angels hovering above squeak in disgust The soil below pulls down on my threads The worms inside devour them to shreds … Continue reading The Shape of Me
Flickering Lights
I'm banging my head to a beat that I've never heard before. The flickering bright lights and the loud sounds, I hoped they would overwhelm my senses and make my train of thoughts stop. But there is no escape. I am still thinking about how useless this is. It makes me wonder about all the … Continue reading Flickering Lights
hey pretty girl
hey pretty girl, come here, i want to write about you, you look so sweet and sweet is what i like come here and we will talk, about you and what you like and what you want and then i will write hey pretty girl, look here, i am looking at you i live in the … Continue reading hey pretty girl
Wham! Bam!
What am I supposed to do? Churn out gold in every post that I write? That is not going to happen. So what I am going to do is allow myself to churn out a pathetic piece of text that you are going to read. This time, it will be bad. This time, you won't … Continue reading Wham! Bam!
Totally new post.
So I have nothing to write about. But I have to write something. I think that is the only way to get back on track. I think you should listen to Riptide by Vance Joy. What emotion do I feel right now? Helplessness and loneliness with a hint of sadness. It's 2:16 AM and I … Continue reading Totally new post.
Questions
What do I need in life? What do I desire in life? Love? A purpose? To tell you the truth, I have no purpose in life. Some people want to leave the world a better place. That ignites their heart. Not mine, it does nothing to me. I don't care about the things that don't … Continue reading Questions
Writer’s Block
I wield my pen, but words are not on the paper They are in my mind and then they are vapour Once it was easy when I could feel some emotions Now they are nothing but some unknown notions People expect me to pump out some good rhymes But now I live as a machine … Continue reading Writer’s Block
The Dying Pen
This pen is bad but it's all I have So I write with it A rose after bleeding from thorns is still beautiful I hope someone reads my thoughts It's better than killing them with yourself I hope he spreads them even if he doesn't like them I don't want my ideas to die with … Continue reading The Dying Pen
bicycleofthoughts 