I’ve been wanting to share these for a while; they’re like texts. And therefore the spelling/grammar/punctuation seems to not always be necessary (yay!). This is a bit different from my usual post, but don’t worry that I’ve left the world of beauty etc. etc, I have a review coming. The funny thing is, that post starts with something like: ‘I don’t want to write too many reviews because you can, most of the time, find them anywhere.’ Is that irony?? Hmm. I’m not too sure. I never really grasped the concept of irony.
You really should tell me to stop going off on tangents and ranting about random stuff sooner… So, now, I pass onto the promised poems.
To: the nobodies
what i am
is a mystery to me.
And do i belong in the whirlwind of tectonics?
i think not
you broke my heart.
i still remember the sunshine days
and violet nights we stood in.
The love is the hate.
There is a fine line between the two.
a fine line.
a fine line
Have a happy New Year, everyone! Or, if the moment has passed where you are, have an awesome New Year’s Day.