travel
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Where do I go? Where do I stay?
Time passes me by while I watch the clock tick on the wall. In the mountains; I imagined myself a few years back. In the mountains still–I see myself in the future. I used to be so drawn to the ocean when I was younger. I’d stare out to the…
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Where would I even go?
The more time passes and I’m in this place, the more restless I get. Some days it’s easier to ignore with the loudness of everyday life overbearing it. And some days it’s not. And on those days, like today, I think about where I would go. Would I find myself…
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Take me to a place
Where no one knows my name but the girl who takes my checkone where I don’t speak the language, and they don’t speak mine but a bitI’d drink in lonely ramen shops and write stories of what wassee spirits in the night roaming empty corners, roads and pubsTake me far…
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am I scared?
Do I have a reason to be? Others being scared for me—-scares me. Please stop. I’m more scared of things that have no matter. Not for my life. Away with it for all I care. Gruesome? Maybe. And still I laugh at the stupidity that spills out my mouth. Why…
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The world is burning and I’m in love
The world is burning and I’m in love. What else can I do? I’m in love with the world, those around, and the non-existent. What else can I say? How can I learn not to drown in this illusion of life? I see myself slip-slipping into infinite pools of slumbering…