Keep Me Up Till 1:01

Caught of guard. As always.
My new addiction.

Hello ground, I seem to have hit you rather hard.
Fallen?
Oh floor, you know me so well.

Shhhh. I'm Deconstructing.

My hands are tied. Self-control is gone.
I can't help myself, let alone them.
It's thinking too much and not feeling enough.
Like a blackout where everything is too visable.
I cover my eyes so I don't have to see the destruction.
My own.

Moonlight Sonata

Beethoven beating in my head.

The sky was grey and the golden leaves danced around the ground.

Cold breeze.

My bangs escaped and flew everywhere.

Beethoven whispering in my ears.

Somewhere deep inside I am sighing.

I am happy to be alive.

At least for today.

My Muse

She's a million miles away

beneath the sea.

Full of life she is

under the waves.

Smell Of Bath Water

It's not the promised sweet slip into sleep.
More like choking; gasping and coughing.
Dizzy the white walls will bounce back and forth.

Practice takes time.
Every second below the surface lasts a hundred years.

Pin me down.
I'll never sleep on my own.

I'm Not Lolita

I wish he would have done it

years and years ago

then these nightmares

would be justified.

Somewhere In Time

I belong in old pages full of fading ink.

Imaginary places that were once real and breathing.

I keep watching these beings running around me. Won't let myself be sucked into this race.

I am sick of waiting for my time to come.

Full of illusion.

These walls won't block me. This ground can't hold me.

Between Dreams: The Real and Not So

I keep seeing the leaves turning blue. A paddle boat in a river. Clinging.

She's dying. Body dying on the inside, showing it on the surface.

They show me pictures. Tell me words. Describing who I am.

I'm not real.

I'm not convinced of my existance.