Burnt

It never was

What it could

Have been,

A burnt record

With charred dreams,

Singed memories,

And scorched screams;

Can tormented people

Break away

From the grand scheme

Of things that

Are usually not

What they seem

To be?

©Aaysid

“You can’t be careful on a skateboard.”

Stephen King

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Blackout Poetry – IV

I’m overwhelmed;

Every movement

A form of sleep,

Reality,

Some infinite being,

All of this

Invisible, all, in fact,

Nonexistent.

©Aaysid

Doors

I.

It may not be right

to live life

with one foot out

of the door,

but at least we are not

entirely missing out.

II.

it still takes courage

to leave

through open doors,

because the things

that actually

hold us back

are more abstract

than that.

III.

she told me that

it was alright

to ignore every single

knock on the door

as long as you are sure

that there is not

a single door

you would want to

knock on one day!

©Aaysid

“You don’t pass or fail at being a person, dear.”
Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane

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Reality

The calendar has holes

Where the months

Are supposed to be,

And it feels like one

Big day ever since

This year began,

Or maybe the last year

Never came to an end.

Daylight and darkness fight

For the negative space,

And there seems to be

No other choice

But to calmly embrace

The sensory overload.

A moth is no match

For the hurricane,

But there are some voids

That you cannot

Avoid falling into.

©Aaysid

“It is sometimes an appropriate response to reality to go insane.”
Philip K. Dick, VALIS

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