I cannot remember the last time I truly dreamed; fabricated quandaries and a lover shrouded in mists, Half-convinced I’m slowly becoming mad– I look to idle things to keep my devilish mind at bay.
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Tag: poetry
Impossible, improbable
Impossible, improbable the taste of your lips draw me in even when your harsh words cut deep. Red-hazed passion mixing with a riveting blue spills from my tearducks, in the shape of fractured stars. My pink tongue tastes salt even when I catch your lust-glazed eyes. Pink flesh whetted by crimson, a macabre painting stained by [...]
like a thousand blades–
They fall one by one. Flickering, fluidly as a fallen man, spiraling from the starless sky like a flurry of snow; tinkling on the earth like a child’s  laughter , and cutting the flesh like a thousand blades.
Irrelevantly
Is it okay to disregard me as a realist would to a daydream? I wish to disappear from the world of smokes and mirror, fade as idle words are exchanged and my shrill screams are dismissed. My tears, trivial as they may be, emotional I may be, but just for a moment, I wish to depart irrevelanty [...]
A Fallacy
It’s not love if you feel empty inside, unworthy, ugly, undeserving, ashamed, a myriad of dark emotions that causes depression. a strain to your mental health, anxiety, fear, self-hatred, pain, a dreaded, heavy darkness that surpasses the loving, the kisses, the hand holding, the cuddling, the manipulated, rushed declarations of love, the love letters, the [...]
Mecca-Amirah Jackson 