Lost Balloons
(Pic is mine. Reproduce however you want)
when i look at the sky
i dont
see clouds
at least not as often as
i see feathers
from missing wings
i dont see myself
next to the stars
im in the middle
where lost balloons are found
i let one go once
it explored the sky
while i swore
it would come back
© @parasomnambulist December 15, 2020
Always told
I won’t make any gold
With my long life goals,
But they underestimated me
As my goals only consist
Of happy and health,
Not having my pockets lined of coins
I’d rather have a heart of joy,
A pocket full of sweet memories
For the world to see, Is enough for me ,
Riches are nothing
If my eyes are cold
Blinded by the pound sign
can’t see my path is clearly written for me ,
I don’t need brands attached to me
I’m a brand of my own
no one can copy track me
Even when I’m buried in the ground
You still couldn’t even come close
To the place I call home
My memories would make you realise
What a lie yours is.
@trueemotions91
A bolboreta ..
.. A shiny flurry groovy soul wish you all have a lovely day ! :)
Fucked up words ,
Pulling at the trigger ,
Itching on my brain with this crazy fucker .
My plans in Mars
But yet your only reaching for the stars.
Do make me laugh ,
You look like a giraffe ,
Reaching for the highest branch
Without no arms .
Ground zero.
I hear you call.
The monkeys laugh
With a twisted squeal.
A monkey you know
That’s how low
Your brain has blown
What happened up there ,
Did the air
Lose all control
And now your left floating
Just full of holes,
Please show me your goals
I’m a bit confused
how your still so low
Not knowing which way to go
When I watched you climb
That big fuck off
Hill
@trueemotions91
I hear you,
I can feel you
I can’t see you.
Sickness
Weakness
You make me do all these things.
Love
Hate
Twisted emotions
You control all these .
My movement
My touch
My taste
Are all crazy things
It scares me
To know your the most powerful thing.
@trueemotions91
5 boys who are running around,
doing what these boys do.
Power rangers.
Fighting & cars
Bruises from bangs
cuts from falls.
Feet stomping from your moods.
Screaming
All in a hurry.
Baby dolls. Kissses. Cuddles. Helping. Tears.
All the things above are nothing bad.
As they are what are perparing you to be a perfect man.
Your learn to control them paddys and in return control anger.
The tears you cry now will show you that being a man also means you need emotion because you are just another
human .
The bruises and bangs just make you that little bit tougher.
The dolls you play with now will help you as you to one day become a father.
The kisses and cuddles will show you that's all your family will need one day to feel protected just like you do now.
But for now I'm sit back watching you grow with tears, laughter and sometimes a bit of frustration - but mummy knows all the bad and all the good is going make you the perfect man for your future .
@trueemotions91
As gentle as a butterfly
But yet it lies
Like a spy
With a fly
Upon my wall ,
Glorious colours to distract the eye,
From what is hidden beneath its wall ,
I dare knock as I’m scared I will fall,
As something as pretty as that,
Will clearly make me a fool,
I don’t hold the jewels ,
To unleash her soul
I would make her into a grizzly ghoul
She touches upon my senses
Makes my insides, go dense
But god forgive me
She is to damn cold
When I try to keep a hold
Of her love.
@trueemotions91
I was lost
In a plot
Of my own fucked up emotions
No one to help me
No one ever understood
I was called a crazy bitch
Forced in a ditch
To dig myself out of
While the soil crumbled under each finger tip
Still they called me a crazy bitch
Coz I was fighting this shit
All just watched and laughed
Like a bunch of crazed clowns
To my head shut them out
I cried and screamed
Believe me I fucking did
My eyes have never cried
As the tears ain’t my sin
It’s just the opening
Of this tin I’m trapped in
The cuts were a release
Each time I dug my nails deep in
Was a understanding of the place I was laying
Each fall
I pulled harder
No matter how much they call me a crazy bitch
I am getting out of this ditch
They forced me in .
@trueemotions91
He Called me ,
While in my darkest storm
To teach me
The power of my mind
To follow your heart
Is a fools journey.
As the heart bleeds for lust
Yet The mind survivors alone
It nourishes in silence
In screams in anger
But it forever heals and moves on
The memories remain
But the heart will always play games.
@trueemotions91
She said
He said
Is a game of war .
The unbeatable,
Game of saw.
Against your self
Will do just harm
To play a game
With no possible outcome .
@trueemotions91
Round and juicy ,
I’ll eat you to the core,
Then I’ll throw you to the floor.
Making me dribble,
Dirty whore,
Want me to lick
The sweetness from the middle,
As it trickles down my throat
Makes me gag
Just a little .
That dirty apple .
@trueemotions91