Lights Out; Our story Ends Here

 

{ Emotions are the pillar to this new structure of rooms filled with agony, hate, toxic pleasure and regrets. Stay tuned and enjoy our upcoming series featuring  © Macklean from Uganda} 

A girl never woke up to feel this good as I do!

Is it the doves that floated over my head ?

Maybe not 

Luck found me, I moved with it to the well

It told me it'd show me a thing that had the power to blow my mind

I was with myself, with rage, for I haven't known a thing that could have power over my mind.

But then I saw...

I saw a portrait of perfection 

A sculpture of a boy made of gold.

All my life, I haven't thought there are wonders God made in human form!

What treasures do I owe luck ?

For letting my eyes tear with wonder?

#EnjoyTheDark

The Last

 

Some day,your smile will be as broad as the road to space

The wind will howl through your ears, and blow over the gentle slope of your nose

The sun will smile and shine it's rays over your head, and burn your shoulders a little too harsh 

Either you'll blabber

Or you'll stay in your corner as always and stare through space.

No one will know it

No one will day dream about it 

It'll be your last, and no one will know it.

You'll be gone by morning, just like a night star

Only you won't shine ever again, except in your new home,new world!

#EnjoyTheDark 

End Of Me

 

They told me to go with the flow and so I let the river hold my hand and lead me perfectly through it's home. 

They didn't tell me though, that sometimes you hit boulders, that it would at times get enraged and dip my head deep .  

And here I am, drowning yet my heart drawn to the waters that will be the end of me.

#EnjoyTheDark 

Intrusive Thoughts

 

When the episode starts it can be slow at first.

An intrusive thought, "I don't wanna be here..."  but then it's gone.

You bad it away like some little fly or a bad smell.

Then when it finally hits you fully, when you're really in it; it becomes everything, it is you and you're nothing else. Nothing! 

#EnjoyTheDark 

Longer Than Eternity

 

I still have the butterflies I felt the first time you smiled in my direction

My heart whispers your name everytime I'm looking for something to make me smile 

With you my heart finds delight, memories of you makes me the best version I could ever be 

Love me, maybe we'll create something longer than eternity... 

© amimoh

"Sit Miss..."

 

But what worse thing could happen, what's the worst that could happen. If I resigned myself to my fate, and let it have it's way with me. Let it eat me up whichever way it pleased. Like with soup or cream or just plain. What worse thing could happen? Would it kill me, would it strangle me breathless,or it would wipe my tears pulling over my chin and telling me, " sit miss and gaze at the sunset, it's alright now."

#EnjoyTheDark 

So complex...so paradox

 

That sometimes I sat with brooding anger, and tried to think what I could make of my life. But it was so complex,so paradox.  

A jar of ideas,pit of decisions; wrong and less wrong. My own life beneath my eyes, as it appeared to me, was a puzzle and mystery unresolved.  It was with radiance, brilliance and smiles of a merry youth, yet not without rivers of tears, outburst of emotions. 

My life as it seemed,so great with a pinch of salt for friends,  comfort in solitude many deemed peculiar. And as it is  to their credit, there was always so random a touch of loneliness to even out things and make pronounced the hours of dejection that seemed to pass by like a wind,  blowing graciously whenever it pleased.

#EnjoyTheDark

Good Old Days

 

One...

One day they would sit at table and order drinks

One would ask the other in suit, "how's business?"

Another would laugh at the one still in neck tie at 6pm and remind him of how he hated such in school

They would talk of family, work, memories and any other thing that would make them pretend to know each other this much 

They would all leave after the drinks, pick their struggles at the gate and go home even more depressed than before... 

They call this being a man, or is it...? 

#EnjoyTheDark

There's A Lady In My Room

There's a lady in my room, repeating the exact same words over and over again.

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That everytime...

Everytime you breath, you breath out all the oxygen you have.

And then everything stops!

Everything you feel, and wish, and want to forget; it all just sinks deep down never to be seen again.

And so I wish my past would obey this rule; even for just a second.

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#EnjoyTheDark