chocomanji

"getting through the day" Medication      mundane tasteless burning            blasphemous Ambrosia   but It can't harm you wake up shameful to shuttered Sun       strip the bandages off           flush sticky Skin but It can't hurt you the cyclical sickness constantly grows      Ophelia's getting old           the world is drowning with Her       but It can't kill you Color with the bright crayon for once instead of the carbon black,      See the stunning sky for once instead of your worn out scummy shoes, Grin to gummy bears for once instead of frowning on the flawed,      Sing to those schmaltz songs for once inst

Two thirty ante meridiem She looked up to the night sky Watching Betelgeuse flaming Red upon Orion's shoulder Lying on her back Damp grass soaking her clothes Life made her an insomniac Morpheus paid her no visits Mind flooded with thoughts She feared nothing Other than Leviathan swallowing Her precious musings That's all you have when you're alone That categorical imperative Ruling over your conscience The lonely voice inside your head Mosquitoes bit her bare limbs She was still staring Unmoving Counting stars like a hopeless romantic Blinking she realized The mobius strip of the universe And knew she could not count a