Posts tagged heelsandtrash
Posts tagged heelsandtrash
my mind finds parts of me at my loneliest moments
my heart discovers shades of me at my coldest temperature
sensing a vulnerable alley along my path
parallel passages filled with consistent space
life, oh dear sweet unfulfilled yet pure life
i was thinking of going back to writing again. but then i stumbled upon that notion; what would my first piece be about?
- my obsession with smoke from my eye’s view?
- my success at beating procrastination at its own game?
- maybe my right eye?
well all that matters to me is that, writing is on the menu… a piece or 3 will come out from the beats of my heart & the corners of my mind.
I am not afraid of the dark, but I am afraid of the notions and suspicions that surround the dim hours of the night. It wasn’t always like this. I wasn’t always suspicious, but I yet say again: I am not afraid of the dark…
I would like to think of myself as a sensitive young maiden, but unfortunately only half of that is true, of which the correction would be that I am rather indifferent. “If you truly hate me, please do so with a smile, but don’t disregard my existence because I want to make you happy,” – so he says, but I highly doubt it, isn’t that just what every guy says who just so conveniently wants to “be with me” as long as it fits his path of thoughts. So I reject him because my suspicions come first at times like these, but that does not stop him from trying a different approach… “I want to slap you for not seeing that we would work. I want to curse you for making me all pink. I want to hate you for invading my thoughts and making me smile like a fool in public. I want to poke you in the eye for teaching me how to say your name because now it’s the most beautiful thing to my ears. I want to pinch you for making me think that you’re not real. I want to push you for being so close, but yet so far away, and although this might bid futile, I just want you to know all of this.”
My thoughts seem to ache when I hear the usual words and habitual phrases from people like him who just think that I am so naive. This encounter led me to believe that my apprehension is just what is best because he is and will always be “another one of them.” No matter how hard he tries, my guard stays secure… Because I am not afraid of the dark, but only the notions and suspicions that surround the dim hours of the night conversations.
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