oh let me hear a rhyme

a cry in the night, across the neon city lights

listen for the anguished singing, and join in the wails

graffiti slung on creaking warehouses and prophets in back alleys proclaim

the despair of the world, the shadows of teeming skyscrapers

Despite the brilliance of sunrise we still cling to the dusk and the dust

Burn away paper skin and shatter porcelain bones

We shout as one, 'who are we, if we do not destroy ourselves?'

because there can be no light in a world of romantacized shadows

And so we lean over the bridge

Aim the gun

clutch the knife

open the bottle

yet even without the action being complete. we can feel ourselves falling, the poison seeping in our veins and the blood permeating the carpet

There's already a poison in us, flooding through our heart and into our brains, corrupting as it numbs

We stand alone, clutching our chests as our hearts thrum with the beat of traffic

W E H I D E W E H I D E W E H I D E W E H I D E W E H I D E W E H I D E

hope love

> find and hold fast is the only answer <

hatred fear

{ bury no one or they pity you

your feelings MUST KNOW

scream everyone and they cannot feel the same }

january:

- spent the new year in a foreign country and watched the fireworks from our laptop in the hotel room. (i tried to think of the colours painting the sky, and not the taxidermy that lined the halls.)

february:

- fell in love. (we wrote each other poetry and sent prayers from either side of the globe. they say paris is the city of love, but for me, it was valencia.)

march:

- became closer with a friend. (she thought i hated her. i thought she was too extroverted to like me. now we're baking bread and shaking dirt in jars.)

april:

- felt sick on a day trip. (we didn't have any medicine, and there were no pharmacies around. we visited a fish pond and fed some ducks. a duck chased a toddler around for food and i laughed so hard i forgot i was sick.)

may:

- grieved for a fictional character's death. (there have been many who have died, but not like this. he deserved to live. our technicolour dreamcoat man.) (long may he reign.)

june:

- rectified a mistake. (i wish i could have done this one more.)

july:

- no longer felt safe in my own home. (having your house broken into changes you.)

august:

- remembered how beautiful the world is. (overhanging balconies, reclaimed land, fields of tulips, windmills covered in vines.)

september:

- went to a party and almost cried. (whoever knew that surrounded by so many people, you can feel so lonely?)

october:

- stayed in a five star hotel, had a brush with fame, and wrote stories about girls in pain. (it was beautiful. heaven on earth, if one could be built that way.)

november:

- finished a math exam early and drew stars on my hand until i felt bright enough to draw a sun. (the horizon rose to meet it. there's a metaphor in there somewhere.)

december:

- didn't feel festive. christmas left us behind this year in search of capital benefits. (look at the lights, smell the trees, but none of it seems real enough; it's trapped behind a glazed screen and i can't find the door.)

there's so much i can't remember. some parts are so full while others are so empty. i wonder if life is worth living when we can't even remember how we lived it.

@Morrigan wants me to tell you guys what my name stands for. I don’t. So, here’s the deal. For every five likes this post gets, I will say what one letter stands for. For every ten, I will tell the story behind them. I hope you’re happy Mor.

G- Grandma. I crochet, do crosswords, and generally look out for everybody.

M- Mifa. Two years ago, a sub butchered my name. To this day, I am still haunted by it.

G- Grasasay. It was found out that my middle name was the same as one of our friend’s first name. Thus, I was assigned her nickname.

T-Taco. Someone butched my last name, and here I am today.