Electricity

Have you felt the electricity in the air? Or do you walk around mindless and don’t care? Can you feel the tension in the room? Or the sensation of a pending doom? Feel the voltage that comes with anxiety, feel the distress that joins in on the fun. Feel the hairs on the back ofContinue reading “Electricity”

Perdido

Estoy perdido en la profundidad de mi mente Estoy buscando una salida que no existe Perdido en mis pensamientos hastiados Perdido siempre es lo que e realizado Estoy caminando en la calle de soledad Robando me lo poquito de mi dignidad Robando mi inspiración, mi personalidad Estoy solo en este camino de obscuridad Buscando aContinue reading “Perdido”

Give Me

Give me turbulence, give me trauma, I can handle it. Give me loss, give me pain, I can deal with it. Give me the terrible, and take the good, I’m used to it. Give me insecurity, give me depression, I seem to flourish in its reality. Give me the damned, and take the saved, weContinue reading “Give Me”

She Is

She’s my symbol of resistance. She’s a soother for my depression that I want it to leave sooner. She’s the mountain of all my hopes. She’s the foundation to my unstable mind with all the falls and slopes. She’s my muse for when my mind is blank. She’s my defusser for when my mind goesContinue reading “She Is”

Your Love

Love, is as evasive as the holy grail, as powerful as a mother’s embrace, as destructive as an atom bomb and can leave you hopeless and disgraced. The sensations that you give me, with a single smile in the warmest part of June, unmatched even by the heavenly moon. Your glances do not go unseen,Continue reading “Your Love”

Sounds

Your sounds come muffled over the radio waves Your words come distorted over the ocean waves Your love comes with eggshells that are hard to navigate Your wounds come with scabs, easily to reopen Sounds come down in the wrong tune Sounds come down during the full moon Sounds of love and hate, of coincidenceContinue reading “Sounds”

Mold

This depression has taken its toll Devoured the person I was Its roots spread out to all parts Of my body, mind and soul. Rotting my brain  Personality and mood It grows and grows like mold. It has taken plenty of friends Substituted them  For voices in my head. Alas I am overcome With painContinue reading “Mold”