@voidic3ntity Your Poems Make Me Feel In A Way I've Never Felt Before

@voidic3ntity your poems make me feel in a way i've never felt before

nights spent smoking cigarettes in the darkness of moonlight:

shattered amethyst & emerald reflections, cycles of seasons,

manufactured essence, the traditions of the future are bleak,

beneath the hollow, the depth of candidly callous chemistry;

so harsh in remains, yet so opalescent in ritual renaissance.

eleventh month, eleventh day, eleventh hour

2 minutes of silence to honour their sacrifice

in the face of danger they did not cower

though we may have won, it wasn't worth the price

seeing you like this

it's made me feel pain I've never felt before

a world devoid of good things and bliss

but how can I help, how can i do more?

we were strangers & now we're home,

I guess some things really do work out:

autumnal attraction towards unknowns,

I guess some things really are symmetry,

fragmentation is narration without family,

I guess some things really do seek the light,

relationships can communicate coexistence,

I guess we were always together in some way;

thank you for being my home & my better half. 

she taught me how to play the guitar

her hand touched mine and it felt surreal

it's so crazy, it's actually so bizarre

how she can make me feel

rivers of red streaming down my arms

I really wish i didn't cause myself harm

cause when you start, it feels like you can never stop

and when you stop all you really want to do is drop

(dead)