Interstellar LoveLaunch upward into space, "8 Miles High" in my ears, flying through the vacuum, floating, watching my mind fall out of my head, spilling from my ears. I look back and see the miniscule figures smiling, waving as I drift past the gray rocks. When I turn my head even more, a plethora of rainbow palettes make their way into my vision, and I let myself drift even more. I call back to you, telling you to open your eyes, which now look like hypnotic spindles of black and white, changing to blue and yellow, back to black, and all colors. A smile envelops on my face, moving past my eyes and curling through my head,Interstellar Love
LoveAn oncoming love floats around, golden and shining out in front of me, so beautiful, so immaculate; flawless. It shoots and darts and spreads to everyone around, only to be sent onward towards another. But taken for granted, it will die and rot, wither and crumble. The world is cruel, and so is love. As soon as you feel perfect, you want to die. If that is love, count me out.Love
To The RatsTo the rats, i hate you all; i live with you; i am not here; you are not there; defecating everywhere, a stench to the rest; something immaterial floats in front of me-i grab it, in its multilayered photon skin, a light i can taste on my lips; take me away with you, away from here, away from these rats; from the filth, the stench, the mildew and husks, I can't decide who i hate more; a dead ecosystem of congealed disgust and dying children, laid out in a circle, awaiting to be euthanized, or whatever they like to call it; &nTo The Rats
IDKI asked you if you knew and all i hear is babble from your throaty neck stump, stomach contents taking flight as endless colors from the passage, beautiful in it's putridity, but what really is there to begin with is a visible thought, made real by the extensions of your mind; so i grab hold and toss you aside to a lake of horror and filth, a priest crawling from your chest prodding my grey matter, cast away the heretical demon, for he who has the power to tell the truth must lie to his self about this cruel cruel world we live in.IDK
NeutralFearing a possibility,Neutral
a cold turning of a shoulder. Tears staining warm cheeks. The thing I fear most…
Do I feel?
Am I allowed to feel? Am I real? Am I allowed to be?
A mixture of emotions; opinions reflected in glass,
possible outcomes are shaded in crimson. Who am I? Who was I? Who are we?
Are these feelings real? Am I still lying? How do I feel,
how do I sleep? How do I kill what lies beneath? Millions of possibilities... I resist the urge to flee.
Plunging a knife through my heart
I'm back to dA.
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You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
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For every bear that ever there was will gather there for certain because, today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic.
Welcome.
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You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
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For every bear that ever there was will gather there for certain because, today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic.
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