Apollo

This is more of a performed piece so try to imagine me saying these words to you. Baboons and raccoons I'm just tryna rhyme to waste time...

Hi. I suppose this is an intro before i start posting random rambles of what i think is and isn't, of my feelings and conflicts, of...

You once asked me why I look at you the way I do. You said there's something about the way I look at you. I asked what you meant because...

Five Sometimes i just sit and think about how well cupid does his job. He provides a love you've never felt or seen before when he wants...

You pull me in by pushing me away You push me away yet pull me in I wait for you on the surface yearning for deeper connections. Our souls tangle themselves like roots breeding a garden. Walking away but caught in your orbit like gravity wouldn't dare to interrupt. Yours in the light and mine in the dark where I make my mark so you know where to find me Fueled to fight everything in sight so you're the only one I see. Intoxicate my mind as long I am all you constantly need to

Tonight is so quiet the silence echoes different voices Without thinking I am reminded of the angry waves of the Atlantic Ocean trying to escape Except they can't, the same way my thoughts can't escape my mind I remember a time when my chest used to feel tight every night like water filled my lungs and crying was a sport I remember when depression pronounced my name better than my own mother I sat at edge of a rock while the waves crashed and threatened Drowning in wine so mu

Tonight is so quiet the silence echoes different voices Without thinking I am reminded of the angry waves of the Atlantic Ocean trying to escape Except they can't, the same way my thoughts can't escape my mind I remember a time when my chest used to feel tight every night like water filled my lungs and crying was a sport I remember when depression pronounced my name better than my own mother I sat at edge of a rock while the waves crashed and threatened Drowning in wine so mu

She left proof that she was here There is a space she left behind And it does not behave like absence It behaves like a bruise you keep pressing to see if it still exists Like a chair that still looks occupied long after someone has stood up And i keep trying to fill it without knowing what I'm actually filling So I fill it with noise and distractions With movement and silly attractions Anything that looks like healing from a distance For anything that resembles the shape of

7 STAGES OF GRIEF. 7 Stages of grief call me to grieve Shock and Denial deny in disbelief for fair trial in this absurdity Failing to...

Pain carved just for me in ways far from reach Shaped art or did I bleed? stained canvas still in need, when did this become me? Raw,...

Loving you held me down and kept me together, it gave me purpose and constantly inspired me to not give up on myself. Losing you over and...

Reflections, they highlight imperfection and scream confession. They dare you to walk head high wearing these imperfections and accepting...

Perhaps we were a comforting presence in a harsh world, a gentle greeting destined to conclude with farewell. Two hearts that crossed...

can i audition? to be the woman of your dreams, the one you want to kiss might be on a mission, to love you, to care, to miss you can i...

I love our space, so peaceful with gravity trying to do us a favour, trying to hold us down when we go so high we get lost in the sky. I...

Have you ever stood right before the sea, watched as it stretched out beyond sight until it meets the reflecting sky. I wonder what it's...

I'll be carelessly throwing around lots of I's, Me's and Myself because this one's all about me. I came as naked as I could in hopes next...

I haven't posted something here in something close to six months and I know some of you might've thought I abandoned my site or writing...

A/N : I wrote this about three weeks ago so the time in this post obviously won't be accurate. Enjoy. I never really understood why birds...