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Versing love in times of War

Short poems used on my everyday, every moment, every second. I discovered that writing helps ease on my anxiety. I'm still writing novels, but when in need of a quickie, a poem says it all. Here's my brain dump version of them. Sit and enjoy!

Chacha_3290 · Urban
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25 Chs

Dysfunctionally Dammed

I'm feeling I'm loosing ground, no matter how low the ground is, no matter how slow my thoughts will leave the ground, all around is suspended in time, all minding all their own business, egoistical, merciless aside is this the new way of dumbness fucking careless reckless meaningless he man affection everyone profess?

Core values, now taken as crueles, is the norm, survival rule, I'm loosing my mind, but no one deemed to mind. A distanced groan, a distance moan, we learned to suffer, we learn to puffer, the smoking pipe is no where close to ripe.

Yes have patience, for the love I lost, ha! Excuse me? Hence - my love was gone long time ago. I didn't make any move, mesmerized, it was shocking to learn it wasn't real, a blur in the distance though to be the morning mist, refreshing, when getting closer; a dark hand jolted our directly to my throat, I felt I wasn't a float anymore, on this sea of sorrow, a can't find another way to borrow. It doesn't stop my sorrow, increases my my need to follow, no one but my sanity, I'm loosing my integrity.

I feel lonely solely, primarily, absolutely stupidly and annoyingly speechless, I'm running out of reasons, I'm running out of motivations.

I want to have no motion

I want to have no reason

I want to have no sensation