Poems from break_thevision
I write not to feel but to breathe. To breathe with time's smoke and engulf the intoxicating chemical known as love.
Is this my goal?
To be a flawless museum,
with memories
found in
dusty jars
peeling posters
cracked floors?
That would explain the
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I write
when love illuminates me.
when indifference crashes too closely.
to preserve my sanity.
I live
when the ink creates an ocean,...
I came here alone, others are apparitions.
Strangers to mother's.
Opponents to father's.
Siblings are apparitions.
Friends are...