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Esther May 2018
Nouns verbalized
Like how nature composed wind
So we could feel something
The words rolled off our tongues tied
Did they make you feel something?

1st boy
His golden irises reflected
A sinful abyss
I fell in too deep
The magnetic field got too strong
I could swear on a Bible that it was
Love that i felt
But only the universe would know.

2nd boy
His hand found mine
In miserable wreckage
Rebound
I hit the ground hard
I promised myself
"No feelings"
But only the universe would know.
Feelings are too complex to be put into words.
Esther May 2018
I think if the world's quiet enough
The sound of my heartbreak would spark a recognition in you
Because it sounds exactly like
Your footsteps walking away from me

I was abandoned
In the darkest winter
At my very own front porch
I've never felt so alone

My skin tingles
Every time I feel your presence lingering
I guess
I am in love with a ghost.
You're here, yet so far away. Why can't i reach you? Why can't you stay?
  Apr 2018 Esther
Mister Granger
I know why the caged bird sings.

It's not because his song
is as vibrant
as his feathers, that he plucks away
each day because he doesn't
feel beautiful.

It's not because of the majesty
that exist in the freedom
of being able to spread his wings
though he knows
he'll never rise to the occasion.

He sings because he believes
that this cage
was made for a king
because he has never tasted
freedom with a side order of skies.

He's never flown past the sun
on a cool morning
or hung with the moon
on a warm night.

He's only ever known
the comfort of a prison
that his thoughts have
become accustomed
to calling home.

He would never venture
beyond the "welcome" mat
because what's beyond the threshold
holds no promise
the way these bars and metal locks do.

He sings because he knows
that no one is listening
so if he makes a mistake
he doesn't have to live with the regret
or embarrassment of knowing that he missed his note.

The caged bird
never believes that he's caged
because behind these walls
he's safe
and he prefers it this way.

I know why the caged bird sings.
A twist on a title by one of my favorite authors...
  Apr 2018 Esther
Nimbus
I can no longer hide
My soul ignited

once disparaged
I long to share it

The chills in my spine put into words

Lips on skin
Eyes filled with sin

What is this sensation

I drip colors you cannot see

Heightening my passion
Enhancing my touch

Raw emotion channeled as such

My desire aches
The color of flush
My cage breaks
Expressions of lust

I do not fear it
I can hear you blush

My favorite sound

Our souls combust
My restless soul longs for something fulfilling
Esther Apr 2018
So much of our lives are spent in separation
That reunion feels like resurrection

We spend time in agonizing anticipation
For that perfect day
And often forget to savour the moments in between

Seeking euphoria in the midst of chaos
Don't you think we can hardly keep up our pace?
I wish every second is as slow
As the one i spent locking eyes with you in the crowd
When everything else simply
Fades

My heart is longing
Grasping at thin air
For something that belongs to me
Yet i cannot reach.
I miss you.
Esther Mar 2018
I know that you like it
But i hate it
I ******* hate it
But you like it when i hate it
You may win this game
But i win at life
I stayed on this Earth
I chose life
I stayed. Alive

Oh depression
I ******* love you too
Every time you mess up my mind
Take my breath away
Haunts me like humidity and dandruff in my hair
When i haven't got the motivation to wash it for weeks
Oh it strangles me like a cat

In a dark night
During your favourite time of the day
You worst nightmare
Silence cannot save you
But they see you
They see the most vulnerable parts of you
And they laugh
Boy they laugh
'Cause well **** it
They don't understand
The pain
The dying
The fighting back
How are you so brave and strong
Just getting out of bed in the morning
Which sometimes
I don't
I can't
I lay on bed
Until i know i'd miss my train
Then i'd miss school
Then i'd feel ****
Helpless
You know
I don't have a choice
It's like both paths are full of monsters
And you linger at the cross-section
Until the lava consumes you

Anxiety I'd marry you if i could
And keep you up all night
On our wedding night
To give you the sweetest taste of your own medicine
Shut all windows
And fill the room with hydrogen cyanide
I'd die with you if i have to

Oh honey you know you have hobbies too
Things that get you passionate, excited
You know
Once you were a happy person too
But those things
Be it reading
Catching up on your favourite shows
Go for a run, swim, hike
Bake treats with the aroma of home...

You shut everyone out
Convincing yourself that you only let people down
Telling yourself all the mean things you will never tell another soul
Because you know
It hurts
Those things aren't exciting
Nor do they give you passion
Your happiness has expired
Longer than the milk in your refrigerator
All you do is sleep
You either eat way too much or starve for days
You cry
You scream
You cover the scars on your arm
You either are in desperate need of attention
Or you avoid everyone and everything

We are all so young
So damaged
But baby it's okay
You're doing good
You are fighting with every last breath
You are still alive
And living comes with possibilities and new opportunities
You wouldn't wanna miss out of those
Would you?
Baby it's okay
I'm okay.
Love a suicidal person while they're still alive.
Esther Feb 2018
I don't know how close i can get to you
Without wandering away from myself.
Honey your hands are my home, your lips are my heaven. I am a fallen angel. You are so much like him i am scared you will banish me too.
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