nothingness

Shhh… don’t listen.
Because whenever I speak, you were never focused.

Look. But keep your eyes shut
Because whenever I show you my soul you cannot differentiate.

Taste, But don’t savor it.
Think, But don’t contemplate.
Feel, But don’t live through it.

For the reasons that I am insensible, undeserving, insignificant
and ethereal, OR AM I?

but can you identify?

drunken carnival of hate

How disappointing when a stranger unjustly overestimates its kind.
Tell me, who ate your heart? You’re cold inside.
Is there a discreet impression you ought to unleash?
Was it despair or perhaps desertion?
How long have you been tortured by passion? has it been a month? a year? all your life?

Heed, stranger. I’ll take you away from all the cynics in this world. Will you? Or won’t you go with me?