My path

Dear Daddy,

I'm sneaking out of my window tonight, I'm off to explore the world.

I want the wind to carry me by it's wings so I can fly

I walk through a forest with lush trees.

I can climb up and hear the silence of the still sounded earth.

I can crouch down and meet the kind hearted  insects who are friends to these trees.

I walk on the soul they harvests the earth.

My footsteps make an indented marking of the zigzag pattern of my shoe

I watch them imprint one step after the other

right foot left foot right

the soil turns pitch black and I can no longer see my feet or my hands and arms as they hang at the side of my body.

I finally look up and hear monsters creeping in

I have stumbled into a cave.

They lured me in with lust and love

Nurtured me with kisses that I miss of yours. 

I imagined your arms wrapped around mine as they fed me a warm bowl of soup with care.

I like these people daddy they are very nice.

They tuck me into bed and tell me I'm safe in this cave.

They told me this cave is full of all the things I desire.

It's spontaneous and charming.

I enjoy the cedar smell.

It reminds me that I am the person I am.

I randomly stumbled upon this place for a reason

Good morning daddy.

Last night threw up and passed out because of the soup i was fed.

I woke up with my hands tied over a pit of fire. 

Wood gathered from the lush trees I love.

The rich soil I once cherished used to grow the delicious vegetables added in the same pot I will go.

I will no longer be able to communicate with you as they will hear the beautiful silence while eating their meal.

The monsters found me 

This is by last letter to you. 

I remain here but desperatly want to return to the sanction of your comfort and love.

From heaven, 

Timothy.

His is Mine

I promise you I swear to you I want to make it better

That urge of happiness comes from the glimmering sanctuary I call God

When it arrives it takes over and locks the door

Swallows the key licking it’s stinging lips with a sly grin

I want to make you proud

I want to return the burning through my veins;

 Love

Back to you

It’s a rush

I see it in the eyes of others

In the humble there is you
The urge to

Feel your warmth

Eating me from the inside

The weapon is silence

‘The one’ does not see

The decay in my head
I am contained;
to the freedom of thought
while my body is forced to lie;
to rott.

I need to feel the freedom in the soul of another

I need to hear their breath feel the thriving inside 

Pushing to be freed

Break free from the grey concrete walls;
Ignorance.

We will not stand in a crowd and slave into the vicious cycle

Hoping for mediocrity

We hope for the rush

We hope for the feeling

We thirst for the love

The love of the smoggy streets

The love of the cold breeze that messes up your hair

The smile after exiting a revolving door

The clank of heels against the warn-in pavement

Waking up wrapped around him

Surrounded by an ocean

An ocean of white sheets

 the burning of blinding lights

My reality is his

His is mine