Tag: life
Building Rom Vol.8
Building Rom Vol.2
4am at memory lane
This oozing breeze that I bred, I can’t quite lay myself to rest
heated, is the name of the convo between me myself and I
making me walk this lane, so late at night
I`m growning how inconsiderate?
cause my bed is made and I’m ready to lay in it
And my oh my, I could tell my mind was ready to move to the next mistake

yet here I am, oh hi Ted
you knew too well, nothing good ever happens after 2am
I wish memory lane was merely a pathway, the street to a shed or the highway
lane is a dungeon at the back of my head and ain’t no chance to hide away
Although I wonder
Be it my fondness for penpals or to what do I owe this itch to write you my heart ponder?
With no further delay, forgive my inner melee
I feel it is to you I seek to turn to today
And as though the imaginary pen tween my fist has put a spell on replay
“wingardium leviosa” classic potterian token .. *cough*
I would for once like to be brutaly plain-spoken
unaware of my powers I dived into a pool of naivity
It slowly revealed to me with a wink of an eye that I might need to pay in perpetuity
For if that’s settling, that was by no means close to my intentionality
Maybe Lover, all I disclaim is that you’ve enriched a great portion of my innermost integrity
Beyond knowance You’ve reinforced the self that I once lost in all haste to catapult a romance
you’ve opened my inner chakra, so on behalf of me myself and my inner trauma’s
These rambles are your’s to scramble through …
4am me loves you psssch!

Walking on Egg Shells
Days after the setbacks, the Bruise’s, the thickness in the airs
Positivity becomes a choice
Life is a choice.
And If you’ve ever had to
Set foot outside your comfort zone
Then you know this;
Egg shells don’t break your bones
You will carry your skin like elaborated embroidery.
Soul congealed, indurated, woke
And apted you rise
I rest my case