Free

I feel like am plain in and out.

As the wind blows through the void and reaches the other end of my head.

I feel null.

Am stuck in my cot ,staring at the corner with my pen halfway down my throat.

I feel rotten.

I am done with the insects around me and there fcuking morals.

And now am nude and for love, like a beast.

I feel free.

theboytheory

To Youthful Virgins

Am a tore page from many chapters.

Being crumbled by hands of many, stabbed and burned as they pass.

Crushed feelings like never before sprout deep in me.

I have lost many people to whom I owned a bond.

Tore apart like it never should be united.

It’s like am waiting for someone as I wake up with the star.

Facing the irreconcilable me on the cheval glass is my first vision before dawn.

And it’s not the infirm me.

He is strange, unknown, and distinct to the youthful virgins.

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My Current Frame Of Mind

Am quite undissolved to myself.

Being quiet for a while from my inane life.

 My savagely violent tears cut my cheeks.

 And am not aware of my impassive style of my tale.