I don’t know how to live, my mind and my body are constantly in fight or flight. My mind delves into the deepest, darkest parts of the horrific realisation that we will become nothing as we came from nothing and we shall return to nothing. We will become food for the Earth, for the plants. In a way we unlimitedly in the end give back to nature with our own death, our own lifeless bodies. I find it difficult to distract myself from such thoughts. I always revert back to being in some kinda crisis about the fact that not only will I die but everyone I love and cherish will die to. That terrifies & shakes me to my very core. I do not wish to bare witness to the death of my parents or my siblings or even friends.
He leads us into the room, book and artefacts on every wall, weapons and armour as well stand in a corner of the big room.
My brother and I were fascinated by the collection of rare objects. We were all trying to figure it out why he keeps us apart of it. The moon and the little candles were our light in the dark. I tried a sword , open some books and snooped everywhere. But it was time to go eat, our dad promised us a tour in the garden to told us why he keeps secret this room.
During the dinner the main conversation was all the theories we made about the secret of the room. At the end we talk about the school and the last stories that happened in.
Our dad was proud, he was this type of guy that is better to don't angry but he is a teddy bear, he is always here when we need and he teach us great lessons of life and swords. He smiles a lot and don't care about the opinion of others. He takes care of everyone who work at our house and he always try to be sur that everyone is happy.
But in the end we all know the story is not always white as the snow...
(2/5 my text so tag me if you want to use it not my picture I found it on Pinterest)
My lovely friend Vade @mayfieldarc and I wrote two poems based off a snippet of an unfinished poem by Ron @superhell that was so kindly shared with us. Here is hers!! Please go read it <3
would you kiss me now if I asked you to? - veeksha
in this reality, you and i are together. you and i are living. in this reality, you make me feel wanted and make this worth living for.
in this reality we forget about our pasts and we are our only presents, (gifts from each other).
in this reality, you teach me how to accept people and not hurt myself in the process (you).
do you think humans are a misconception too or do you feel that humans are misunderstood concepts?
i want to want you. i want to be free with you (skinless, raw, whole, soft, natural, beautiful)
we're sitting so close together,
i feel your warmth radiating on my tan skin.
i resist to touch you, feel you, devour you, smother you.
your eyes are the finest shade of chocolate brown I've ever witnessed and I think I might want to eat them.
would you kiss me right now if I told you i want to love you but somehow can't? would you kiss my aching thoughts till I went limp and lost track of time? would you love me too if you could?
(please say yes, I want you to)
Am I a true Canadian or just real-estate , like the land I’ve grown on .
Am I just property of the queen & crown , A Blackmen with promising features. Am I just another of the queens flock, or am I just a number in the kings stock.
They’ve by now made a hundred billion of my back, Am I ever gonna see lil Jamaica again before I AM. -MTF