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Icarus Heart
Icarus Heart Time only flies when you aren’t Looking for it. It’s a sea-bound piece of paper That looks dry, seems solid Until your life depends it. Call it hope, the blood in your veins Flowing without sight, believing there’s Someone to push them on despite a lack Of contract or even a promise. Blood is only red when it feels Reality. Like a desperate soul Who’s lived behind walls, scratching the walls Only to be overwhelmed by outside. When your eyes crawl across the sun, They drink its fire and steal a portion To keep tucked in the void of an iris, An unquenchable void for drowning a sun. Call it self-pity, theLiteratureTeetering Time
Teetering Time It’s something like viewing Your life as if it were one street. Except, a hundred million Other streets fell on top, And you’re willing to accept that. It makes sense to realize You’re not the only one Who feels lost Who feels forgotten Who feels like they’re glanced over. In my head, I’m a struggling Protagonist believing in cliches And the ability to be the victim Of some convenient plot device. I’ll sit on a park bench with a book, I’ll rest alongside a river bank, I’ll smile at girls walking on campus, I’ll lock myself away And wait for a knock. One day, I had a momentLiteratureOrange
Orange Exhausted, laying against our old oak, I drank the orange juice you left me. It was sweet, sour, soothing against My raw throat. The day is low now, and night Crept up my back, But I’m not ready to leave yet. The bark digs into my spine, And their memories within Seek my heart. There’s a seed somewhere, One we planted, fostered, But left unflourished. I'm not a singer A dancer or an athlete, Nothing about my body - my lips Feet or arms - is nimble, But I can tell you This orange drink tastes dark. The foam rolling across the top like Tectonic tears, barely holding themselves Together as they roll across the liquid face ALiteratureVertigo
Vertigo The feeling was warm, A red blanket rolling between my body, The darkness reaching up my neck To pull my weightless mind into the dark And cold earth. Call it vertigo, The desperation I felt to experience All the world could offer In one heavy swallow. Perhaps I lived too fast to think I could ever die young. Perhaps I believed the world spun too fast Around me To realize that I was the one spinning, I was the one who couldn’t tell up from down When my knees hit gravel and bled. Even when the tears came, my eyes Were never shut tighter Than when you stepped back from my hand. I didn’t beg, I didn’t say I loved youLiteratureA Crystal Life
A Crystal Life One time, I found a crystal. It was something called Abysmal, a form Of my heart I severed And forgot. I don’t need this bit, I thought, But today it stopped a bullet. It shattered when my back hit The tarmac, And my body flew out, sprawled Like a mocking bird bent in two. The bits surrounding it Fractured light in my eyes And I saw that A demise sees past two lies. The first is heartbreak Means another crack is made to Be filled by another dream. The second Is that the first truth we find is the hardest to believe.
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