In a world of things and wanting the desirous eyes

the fleshy temptation the sensuous conceit are

fleeting

but bear such strength that the human

has to rise to a better view

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Charlotte Mew: The Heart of Hidden Things -AUDIO BBC Sounds Unexplainable beauty of words flowing from the heart

Charlotte Mew: The Heart of Hidden Things -AUDIO BBC Sounds Unexplainable beauty of words flowing from the heart

https://www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/m000bdm2

Do roses grow…when you have not seen any light…what happens there I do not know…

Biting his rosary to bits…

I did not look when he called on me these eyes I did not see

Do roses grow between those 20 windows in a row Continue reading “Charlotte Mew: The Heart of Hidden Things -AUDIO BBC Sounds Unexplainable beauty of words flowing from the heart”

selene

Shush hear my silent suffocating

SCREAM

No you can’t hear me so

Roll up roll up

Listen 

Why am I here

What’s the point

Nothing is relevant

Its all too much to take

My life is meaningless

Can’t take it anymore

Can’t handle the future

Too far for me to imagine my life there

The thoughts the pressure the panic

This pain is killing me inside

Yes I’ll  end it all.

So that’s it 

fuck it

SUICIDE 

Come on everybody have a look 

See how I dont give a shit about him her them you me

Lying hanging floating missing aren’t I great

What I can do to show so much hate

The selfish suicide own life takers 

Who cares whose left behind

as long as it’s not me

Here everyone

my legacy

My parents my children brothers sisters friends society

feel my pain feel it passed to thee

It’s  a gift

I don’t give a shit

I think of no one not their feelings their present their future

I’m my hero so selfish so self involved

I care for no one only me me me

I’m my ouroboros

I sin without and within

The selfish suicide showman

HOLD ON HOLD ON HOLD

Wait I’ve created my own fate

My silent suffocating scream

let out

Shit it’s too late

 

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