iamintergalactic
I dance with my eyes closed.
I surround myself with balloons in my thoughts.
I am beautiful when my eyes are closed.
I am happy.
When I open my eyes the dream pops with the balloons.
I hate mirrors.
The darkness consumed the night. In the horizon, luminous houses lit up the skyline. I felt so out of place here, yet so at home.
Life is bland
people are tasteless
It's almost painfull watching their knuckles drag upon the ground as they try to determine how to waste the next moment
Their tongues dry with lack of emotion and word
Their brain hardened from the lack of use
I am trapped in a white room with these people
the line seperating me from them blurrs
My tongue is dry.
(I wrote this and had nowhere to put it. I'm plagued by the thought of someone I know reading my work, and seeing as how nobody I know goes on this site I thought I had little to loose. It's not fantastic, but the thought still haunts me.)
I looked down on the ground to see the remains of a popped red balloon. The white string trailed off a shred of it seemingly to escape from the wreckage.
I lean back and let the sun kiss my skin. A sigh of relief escapes my lips and I return to my original position. I look to my left and see the chair we kissed in. Oh how I remember that kiss so vividly...
I can't tell if it was destiny that you asked me to prom or a big mistake.
I really like you.
I wish I knew how you felt so I wouldn't be in such darkness about it all.
I see your smile from across the hall. I smile and try not to act like I'm feeling. You open your arms and I get that natural high from your smell. You smell good.
I erased it all because it was crap.
Disappointed.
I hold my nose and jump
engulfed in the waves
I sink like a stone till I find a spot
snuggly on the bottom of the ocean floor
Waiting for someone to dive in after me
Until then
I relax breathless
I am so happy.
I am so happy.
I am so happy.
I hope you read this,
beacause it's allll your fault.
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