when 3 feet
feels like
a thousand miles
when 30 seconds
feels like hours
when finding a smile
takes more than effort
when continuing to breath
feels like
stealing oxygen
when falling asleep
becomes the
impossible
when clearing your mind
becomes an
obstacle
when all these thing
seem insurmountable
i think of you
and i become
unstoppable
Author: r.matlack
my daisy, for mila
a song
to sing
when hearts
are heavy
as the
keys are light
a nod
to what
you’ve lost
when thoughts are
weary
and you’ve
lost sight
place a
stone on
the grave
for your love
place a
daisy
from the
garden
up above
everything is
forever
so is your love
for your daughter
and everything
is always
what everything
was
and
this my
daisy, for you mila
Music: https://soundcloud.com/lackofconfidence/a-daisy-for-mila
rough lit
what she said
been stuck in my head
echoing echoing
rough lit
it’s a reason
reason to live
put your
head on a swiv
you’ve got
nothing to give
time or space
can’t erase
but you
can replace
the noise in
your headspace
so i bend
dimensions
symmetrically
through sacred
geometry
layering chaos
with care
careless, carelessly
what she said
been stuck in my head
echoing echoing
rough lit
it’s a reason
reason to live
put your
head on a swiv
you’ve got
nothing to give
to me
authenticity
to my inner
voice
authentic
maskless
naked
present
exposed
freed
no past
burdens me
no future
binds me
processing
processing
it’s overwhelming
the voices
the yelling
these people
aren’t nice
whoever
they are
whatever
they aren’t
they’ve stolen
my thoughts
an attempt
to control them
they’ve eaten
my soul
an effort
to console them
they’ve rolled
in as fog
to conceal
what was stolen
all that is left
post processing
we’re all creatures
you are radiant
and the most magnificent
creature i have met
i am, the onion.
skin me
peel the layers away
not a tear I shed
I’m incapable, anyway
or so
the story goes
they slice my flesh
chopped. minced. diced.
i am the onion
peeled as life
rebirthday
rebirthday
on this day
53 years ago
the world was blessed
with your soul
one like no other
uniquely you
in more than a 100 billion
there will never
be two
the skies opened
and you were born
goats ran free
sheep were shorn
they lined the streets
and burned candles
their faces adorned
with glass panels
each a visage
of who they were
before they came
to witness your birth
on this day
53 years ago
the world was blessed
with your soul
one like no other
uniquely you
in more than a 100 billion
there will never
be two
my daddy’s satan
i knew you was good for mating
when you hollered “my daddy’s Satan”
since then, i’ve been smitten
cause you’re cuter than a six-toed kitten
your moment
if i captured a moment
i’d set it free
for every second
would be
just as tortourous
as the last
clinging to
a moment
now in the past
every second
is the start of
something new
and every
wasted breath
is the end
the end of me
if i found a reason
i would destroy it
for reason
brought with sincerity
only will let me down
just like every
time i tried
to make sense of anything
every second
is the end
of something old
and every whispered word
will fall on deaf ears
these ears
will fail me