BroKen

Moments of truth get all the advantage when you are ready for acceptance

The low feeling in the pit of the stomach graduates to the heart

Where it resides in peace, while beating you to pieces

Your heart cups them, and your mind thanks this surprising substitute.

The limbs never existed, the soul skidded through the tight-bound alleys of the mind

What remains is you.

Alone. Away. Atoned.

With no heart to skip logic and no brain to skip a beat,

You decide to move on.

Rise from the living dead.

For a new-found existence. For a lesser deep meaning.

The past is now stuck in the ice as the warmth of newness consumes you.

And you prepare yourself for another death. For another time.

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The Thought Karaoke: Heard Without

The sun makes up for the hours lost

The rhythm lies naked and bleeds a chance

The minutes are ruffled like the strokes of moonshine

Time is everywhere. Flying

The ashes of the current sway in the arms of debris of bygones

This too shall pass.

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Never gOne wiTh The winD

Beware the existence
of a suspending emotion

What might seem lulled
is really lurking under a beat

The heart as its abode
it lives along the ignorance

Once thought buried,
it once again rises to conquer

Conquer the weak will.

You surrender, like you did the first time
the submission brings back a life once lived

The blend of the past
seeks an unclogged vent

Finally coinciding with a pearly ocean.

Memoirs of the future

Time is the mirror

Past the rust

Wash hands in the superficiality of what wouldn't be

Walk away with a cleaner tomorow.

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Lost not Found

Close to one eye.


While the other stood in wait.


When I asked for your sigh.


In the name of the forgotten love.


You found refuge in your wishful tomorrow.


Still I lay. Awake as I stood.


Not waiting anymore. Not dying anyless.

two timing

The mirage lay forgotten.


The shadow leapt to life.


As I walked past the foreseen.


With some of my yesterday, someones's eternal companion.

introuguing 2 - the why's!

Here to write


Here to vent


Here to reason


Here to share


Here to ask


Here to answer


Here to bury


Here to excavate


Here to depend


Here to move


Here to call


Here to more


Here to I

introguing!

Contemplation. Belief. Time. Three of the three things that got me here. And three of the three things that'll make sure I stay.