Please …
Make me feel something
Anything!
Because I know I’m human
So let me feel every sensations
So I can feel again
poet at heart who aligns with the wicked and the savior
Please …
Make me feel something
Anything!
Because I know I’m human
So let me feel every sensations
So I can feel again
Thoughts racing in every direction
Just for the hell of it
Sometimes it’s worth the ride
Only to see new places
And experience something different
So you can discover something
That you never thought
You had before
What’s next?
Where to?
You took me somewhere
And I let myself embrace it
So let me ask you again
Where should I go?
That night
I cut myself
You were there
You stared at it
Then you looked at me
Your eyes saw everything
As I did to you
Suddenly
Everything is okay
Born from the East
Raised in the West
Came from a conservative parents
Residing with the capitalists
So many social pressures from both sides
I always ask myself,
“How do I be myself?”
Awkward
Yet playful
What??
Then … oh hello!
Finally something popped
I desired for it
But should have known what to expect
Give. Me. Pain.
Tear my skin, flesh, and bone
One by one
A slow death ride
Before the ripper arrival