Niceteethv - Freedom & Healing

Memory does not count distance

Nor days or month's

Time illuminates memory

Memory is pain

So judge me not when I think of you

Memories turn my blood red

Turn it into ink

This ink is What speaks to you now

Bleeding is a slow dance

Slow dance between survival and death

If I told you that the medication for my condition

Is you

What would you do?

Everything that you perceive as beautiful and sublime, may not seem that way to me, but it does not give me the right to say that it is horrible since my perception is different from yours. Art by Jill Tascher Basham.

“It’s hard to wait around for something you know might never happen; but its harder to give up when you know its everything you want.”

- Unknown

Thinking of how writings and bathrooms have become my safe spaces, to the point where I can be around other people, and instead just go to a bathroom and just write, but it's also a balancing act, the act of trying not feel everything at once lest you break down...And how to actually allow your emotions to flow and let them not define you. It's an uncomfortable, comfortable safe space where I know this writing helps, but I don't would rather not feel anything, life is weird but true like that, we are all somewhat prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we at certain points in our lives are all defined by something we cannot change

Baby, who has two phones?

"My body aches and longs to be next to yours, feeling as if the very stars are in my heart.."

A hunger, a craving for you - eUë

Regrets, the day I was lured by your scent

Regrets, the day you took my heart

Nah

The day I let you take my heart

regrets

The sprint to my descent was quick

Regrets

Gave my most beautiful painting to a blind man

Regrets

Llife coloured in a portrait of black and brown

Regrets

I'd barter my soul just to get back my heart

Regrets

Regrets

Regrets

Hopefully

One day

Contentment

2018.04.21

Blue

The ocean of your eye's

I so easily drowned in

I should learn to swim

Blue

The color everything wear's when I'm with you

I get so dizzy too easily

Blue

The late nights, we were separate but one

Insomnia hath its way too easily with me

Blue

The emotions I feel when I see you with another

You have no idea the amount of happiness and despair you bring

Blue

Water shimmering, I saw your reflection in my dream

I should be over this by now

Blue

Mellow and sweet like Julia

Yet deep, the ocean has nothing on you

Watching the ocean late at night does me no good

Blue

The moon is beautiful indeed

It compares to an incomplete quilt around you

Man I give compliments too easily

Blue

You are a Lily, Arum, I a weed

My plant's at least will never reject me

Blue

Lonely nights I listen to your voice

I think I can hear it right now

These ears are too sensitive

Blue

We just friends and that's okay

After all

Peasants don't get with queens

2018.05.17

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