SOL: Entombed

the fear of my own
mortality is holding
me back from my life

3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 102.”

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SOL: Nocturnal

Have you forgotten
me, do you remember how
those nights in bed felt?

3AM Thoughts // AKA “Haiku 98.”

SOL: Apprehensive

If only I had been
Brave enough to trust
My own path, except I couldn’t
Help but to look back, hand-feeding my
Insatiable desires, mimicking Orpheus’ most
Loving betrayal

3AM Thoughts // AKA “Strong Enough To Stand On My Own.”

SOL: May

29.05.2017.
the summer sun is excruciatingly hot
sweat drips down my skin through
coarse pores and it isn’t even 10am
you told me to wait up for you last night and
like the goddamn fool i am, i sat here like a stone until
i woke up on the roof, covered in the remnants of the
citronella candle the wind blew over.
i smell like lemon. my throat is lined with sand. i burn. i ache.
the worst part of this is
i am still waiting for you.

3AM Thoughts // AKA “History Repeats Itself Until The Chemistry Doesn’t.”