Inspiration doesn’t come to your beck and call.

This marks 525 days since the habit stopped, the spark dwindled and was smothered. I haven’t written not as consistently, nor passionately.

People change, people come, people go.

Sometimes you have to consider what the problem is, wether you are the problem, if it’s always bound to happen, if you can change the future;

Sometimes you have to real...

… tastes of blood and bone, always delectable. The poor thing, fifteen I think. A syringe in the arm quelled his suffering, quenched my thirst. Immunosuppressants feel so cold when trickled up a vein. They kick in and so do I, the sunshine of night holds me glee, oh holds me as I hold him. I can almost squeeze his beating heart, feel it writhe and wriggle… heartbeat meat is my main career ambition...

(DEMOS: unfinished prompts I will not be finishing)

Hey [beep], you awake?

Don’t worry, I’m up.

Even though I’m wading,

Neck deep in this rut.

I don’t know why

You keep up this lie

You know it’s false

And it ruins my life

You say you care,

Then set me aflame

With your name given

Just to cause me pain.

[beep]? Yes, Sir.

He’s present, he’s here

Kept alive by your memory

Made out of hate, I fear

Wh...

My mental health has been declining recently.

Months of pain, building up. Each smile drops in the bucket of a wisdom I build for myself. Each day which has gone by, I find myself telling me “it’s fine,” like a coping mechanism gaslighting me into believing I’m happy.

Here’s a well kept secret of mine, which should not be a secret no longer: I cannot cry.

I like to think I’m a pretty smart pers...

From the river to the sea

Damn you all, you and me

Not a word in this time of need

Friends massacred, lost at sea

Sea of blood and bones

Filled by a Zion’s greed

Evacuate at noon

Daily, never be free

From the river to the sea

Damn us all in this time of need

For sitting in heaven with all liberty

Not batting an eye to what the government calls

Democracy...

Love against all odds fails with my proof

Call me a sinna but I speak for the truth

Demented speaker just hear to contrast you

Because love is imperfect thru’n’thru

Don’t need no desires for nother kin

Don’t need no child to lose freedoms win

Don’t need no partner for hate seeds in

Don’t need no love when time gives in...

1 year anniversary 💜

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Count

Once an annum

Comes a day

Far gone

Count twice

Days long past

Return

Ways lost fast

Return

Count thrice

Write with a word

Speak and yearn

Expression

Earn

Blossoms

Count again fourth

Bloom

Record our doom

Shout to sky

Why

O

Why

Flowering gourmands

Blossom bosom

Gaudy plus-one

Shr...

Scissors make a clean cut

Striking, smooth, hard to the touch

Mishandle your clutch. Paper cut.

To rip, to take. Divide in two.

Unclean and rough, disappointed in you.

Unkempt grip, try too hard.

Shred and make a mess.

Dispose of some, lose the rest.

Not your turn, maybe for the best.

Hold and tear.

Yell out divide.

There’s no time in sin’s city

For you or for I....

They say speak when you see

More corporal, more capital

Don’t take her for granted

You’re lucky to be so free

But they don’t speak about

All the death they cause

And they celebrate their clout cuz’

Mall would look great here

Bleed the reeds and

Shun the weeds who

Actually precede the

Nation you knead

You don’t need

But you be

The enemy you

Promise to bleed

They say speak when you see

And take...

She juggles knives

I juggle faces

He juggles lives

We all juggle places...