You can look at me and be silent trying not to show anything but in your eyes turned to mine I feel something. And you can keep looking at me without saying anything but I know you want to tell me something because they talk but I need you to explain to me what you feel, please explain to me what you feel. Your eyes help me understand the truth but I keep swaying in skepticism if you don't do something. And how can I understand the truth by myself? I allow you to do anything you want to me, even hurt me as long as you do something, anything to make me understand how you feel honey.
SITTING NEXT TO YOU
10 Feb 2022 2 Comments
in MY LIFE AS A WOMAN Tags: broken, crazy, demon, funny, secrets, struggle, suicide squad, twenty one pilots
WE’VE LOST THE NIGHT
21 May 2021 Leave a comment
in SOMETHING STRANGE Tags: arthur rimbaud, crazy, dream, emotion, flames, fly, ink, lights, NIGHT, poetry, swallows

those that the sound pushes away the unlit lights come on
we fly over the extinguished flames
We are the ones who lost their wings while they were not flying
We are light as feathers and we listen to the wind.
We are the ones who don’t dream at night, sleep doesn’t touch them,
life doesn’t even touch them. We are free from any vulgar emotion.
We walked with Arthur while he wrote, and we were crazy, and he screamed.
But we are no longer the poets of the past, with drugs in ink.
We saw the world as it became and we hated it until we didn’t write anymore
MORE BEAUTIFUL
27 Jan 2021 1 Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: appearence, Beautiful, crazy, DEPRESSION, females, friendship, lesbians, loneliness, Make up, make-up, model, models, mussels, SAVE THE WOMEN, society, witches, zombies
