Stella

It’s like looking out
Into the night sky
Not expecting anything spectacular
Knowing that the general arrangement of stars has been so
For eons and eons

But yet you scan
For but a glimpse of a shooting star or some satellite to pass by
And when it catches your eye
From the corner
You instantly feel connected

To something much bigger than you
You appreciate the reason that you ventured out
Into the crisp and silent night
It was meant to be

That those collections of photons
Which traveled billions of miles
For millions of years
To be capture by your very eyes

On that very second of that very night
And it’s journey was not in vain.

Grey Matter

Set another boundary
Slice and cauterize me
Everything is interweaved
Grey matter and euphoria

Start Another colony
Far from their persecution
Commit another felony
Deep in my dissolution

Put myself in your shoes
Walk a mile in my pity
Close the door and you will see
What’s inside the darkest corners

Aneurise reality
Dilating blood vessels
Slit my wrist in agony
Just to relieve the pressure

Physically and emotionally
Dehydrated in my desert
Fold my cards and walk away
From a lifetime of repression

Fantasize paternal love
Formulated in subconscious
Finely crafted narrative
Side effects may make you nauseous

Stay away from creating bonds
Pardon me for my transgression
Drowning in the shallow ponds
Of my very last emotions