Poem

sand planet

dreams are too sweet to be consumed
blood gushes out of their prickly little bodies
but the sugar rush is simply too addicting

they trail after me like lost puppies
i am unsure of the reason they stay
i have nothing to feed them…

re-played; a routine

And so it begins again.

one day

will you still be here with me?

we discuss about all the one days-

this cafe, that restaurant, a cute bakery next door while

walking hand in hand through throngs of people,

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vanillia twilight by owl city

the stars lay down to kiss you

the cosmos smile in your direction

but no matter how much light shines upon you

second chance

i meant to post this much later but eh

your second chance in life

to live life as just an empty shell

i sit on a shelf awaiting you

encore

cw: gore/graphic imagery 
[this is just writing btw]

a deadly game of cat and mouse
a captivating dance with the devil

your words are laced with arsenic
yet i lap them up and they get to my head
my soul burns…

i witnessed a murder

i didnt actually see the cockroach die but. close enough

the moment i saw it, i tapped my mothers shoulder

“im scared!!” i whined, pointing at it

School Life

Waking up at 6 am

Hearing my alarm ring

Realising its a Monday

My heart stings

Frustrated as I am

I smacked the clock

cake politics

can you believe my cousins boyfriend sent a $200+ birthday cake to our house (it wasn’t…

a fleeting thought

longing for a taste of freedom; inspired by my discussion w jazz

icarus died, because he flew too close to the sun.

melted wax and feathers fall after him, like trails left by jet planes as they fly.