The Notorious Monster I Loved

My brain is blank
My heart is dry
Shed my last tear
Didn’t help getting high

Lost myself to save you
Left my soul in your treacherous hands
I warned myself
But I trusted you

My favourite songs
My favourite places
My favourite people
You took them all

You saw me cry
You saw me fall
But your pity
You spent it on him, why?

Who am I?
I am nobody
But I am everybody
And you? You’re the notorious monster dressed in the nice perfume

Notorious

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Maze

Running out of control

Every thought worse than the previous one

Different names, different places, different people

Same thoughts, same outcome

I try to catch the thoughts

They run around in my brain

Like a child trapped, scared, in a maze

A scared, vulnerable child

Yet

It is I who run

From the thoughts, from the people, from the places

Alas

How do you outrun

What is inside of you?

How do you run from yourself?

How do I escape the maze?

For I am nothing but

A scared, vulnerable child.

Maze

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Daydreams

On any given day, I have no less than a thousand different day dreams and conversations in my head about topics ranging from me being on the Cassini space probe entering Saturn’s rings and how fascinating that would be to me being stuck in an elevator with Lily Collins and how intimidating it would be. (Intimidating because, have you seen her?) And yes, she could get stuck in an elevator thousands of miles away from home on the other side of the world.

I’ve been having these imaginary conversations and beautiful, scary, wonderful day dreams for as long as I can remember but in all these years, none of them have ever come to life. So why does my brain pursue these magical stories day in and day out, in the elevator, or, while I’m driving, or, even while having a conversation with the dull co-worker sitting beside me? Ok, maybe I know the answer to that last one.

It fascinates me that in-spite of growing up and learning that almost all of these hypothetical conversations and situations are never actually going to take place, my mind hasn’t lost the ability to keep coming up with them and even making them more unrealistic on a daily basis. It’s something that I wish I never stop doing or lose the ability to do, because, no matter what’s going on in the real world – whether it’s relationship issues or job troubles or just the regular annoyances of daily life, those 5 minute escapes never fail to put a smile on my face.

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