my mind is bleeding thoughts
that slowly flood the bed
and the room
and i float
like marshmallow on coffee
melting
drifting
dying
but wide awake
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About Me
- Pastilan
- General Santos City, Philippines
- "The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars, and in the middle, you see the blue center-light pop, and everybody goes ahh..." from On The Road (by Jack Kerouac)