lost for words

lost for words I want to write a poem for you, but there are not enough galaxies in the sky … More

nostalgic nonsense

nostalgic nonsense. Soft, cool air in shattered lungs, mist floating delicately in the opening of forest, silence surrounding solemn souls, … More

meaningless Eight stars shine over the river and count the hours that I’ve wasted being honest to myself and as … More

the bookshelf The desire-less dreams of simple suffocation dawn on me after only one hour at your aunt’s. There’s fourteen … More

don’t tell me I’m brave Don’t tell me I’m brave, my dear, my friend, when all my shameful shielding of … More

a shitty poem It’s 3am in the city and I’m alone, again, in my apartment. I don’t feel anything like … More