Stalking/chalking ideas as I'm talking ( Read more... )

Berry, berry, quite contrary ( Read more... )

Fall and flutter ( Read more... )

Winter, wonder, weltanschauung ( Read more... )

You're not going to win me over with happiness ( Read more... )

My insides are screaming
so everyone will hear.

Who can I talk to?
to try and figure things out
to have an alternate perspective
to vent
to absorb

I call... where is the answer?

© Gabriel Koulikov

I feel the sand crumbling beneath me.
Was it sand? I thought it was iron.
And I fall
falling
falling
seeing the death trap below.

I cry, "Somebody help me!"

There is some stirring,
the rest falls on deaf ears.
Some stirring,
which yields to calm waters.

And the cry echoes into the abyss, where there is no help,
where is my death trap,
below.

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Numb ( Read more... )

Slam me.
I have no friends to hold me down.
*slam*

I don't have anyone anymore;
they all ran away.
All my children,
all my parents,
all my friends
have gone away,
not to return.

Bottom of a well,
under a dresser
run dry,
so very dry,like an under-shadow desert ( Read more... )