I often don’t understand the universe.

All I see some days is dark cold tired existence.

No true purpose but to expand chaotically into blackness.

Time means nothing to something like this.

Does it know of the life that lives inside of it?

Can it feel the warmth from the stars inside its very self?

love and hate and hope and despair live within its walls.

I wonder if its numb to the fuck all. 

Is reality easy to brush off or hard to escape.

How does it feel knowing you’ve taken everything I’ve loved?

That your existence and the reality of it all is my hell everyday.;

Is mortality a thing to you?

It is to me and it Knocks on my door everyday sometimes just barging in.

Is my pain your despair or your will?

Or are you just as confused and hurt as me? 

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Emily Dickinson, The Soul unto itself (XLI)

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If reality was like..

Lead the truth out of the mist and guide the soul out of its nightmares.

If reality was like..

She looks rude but it’s only to protect her innocent broken heart.

If reality was like..

I am a puppet of this judgemental society held by strings.

With this broken body, let me sing the song of freedom for the last time.

Poem: Certainty & Uncertainty

How does the pen keep turning when the ink has long dried up?

Making lines on the old white computer paper

Circles & scribbles leaving their mark on the sheet

As the hand & wrists keep turning so does the brain

The thoughts going through it as the turning continues

Art?

Psychology?

Good enough up to be in the Whitney?

Nah.

Too good to be in the Whitney

Said the artist to themselves as the pen continues to turn & the stars pop in

A reflection of a constellation?

Perhaps

Orion’s Belt

Always the easiest one to spot

A shade of red appears on the sheet

A sign?

Yes

Of what?

Certainty & uncertainty

If reality was like..

All stars will disappear one day yet they still twinkle fearlessly.

micropoem (30)

I’ll be damned
if you don’t agree
that we clicked back together
like the last jigsaw pieces
left in the box.

- G.L. Angelone

ig: saidbyska

The invisible feeling you get when you’re talking but no one is listening

When they can look you in the eyes, but they can’t tell that something is missing

You however, use your ears

To hear

The problems of the ones you hold near and dear

But when roles reverse

The people disperse

It was sad at first

Until I realized my heart has been heard

By the universe

It’s like I’m at a hotel now,
Whose cleaning staff dollop
A mound of cat upon every pillow
Instead of mints,
A wife upon the mattress
To color in the white sprawl
With warmth and pulse.
And there’s never naked panic
Caused by chimes of “house cleaning,”
Never a worry that the remote control
Was inside the anus of the previous guest.
It’s a place where Snickers bars don’t exceed $1.29,
Where your wedding photos adorn the walls
Instead of replica prints of vases,
And the towels are pre-stolen for your convenience.

So many years of waiting - NOTHING CAME 💦😔

What stars are these that conspire to draw me to you? It seems I can never get close enough to satisfy my heart’s want, to bound to you forever seems to be my only hope. Stars indeed. ~ B.T.

quote from Teen Idol 

These hearts are but a dream, figments of my imagination that roams far too much, I reach but can never grasp this love, this that escapes me and I shall never have. ~ B.T.