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showmylovefor-you · 10 months
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my mother is great and strong i wish she would understand that i could never be like her i can never be a woman this coming from a boy who was trapped in a girl's body once for 9 months from a boy who will only live once
it's been 10 hours since 14:30 that means it's been 10 hours since the end of the world so i write this to you from the end of the world from the end of the world to the beginning of everything i send Love, Peace and Prosperity It isn't bad here it only is. there's nothing to do. so i have decided to spend my eternity producing sentences that can reach the people at the beginning of everything but what is a sentence but a prison so it is safe to say i have decided to spend my eternity trying to imprison you you can see it written everywhere in our grammar nouns become verbs and verbs become nouns in a never ending cycle of life and death which some would like to call grammar "To be is to do and to become is to have done" but that can only be measured by people like you and i. the first time the sun rises you will turn 5 that means for the first time you will realise that the sun and your shadow follows you around and one day you will ask around. "Why do i have a shadow? and Why do i have a sun?" but you will soon realise that such questions are not allowed at the end of the world the production of perfect sentences is simply frowned upon no one here would like to break free so you will come to me…… but as you come you have to remember that i am just a word. that man himself is just a word. subject to grammatical error trapped in a sentence trying to break free. but still living in a country still a mere citizen. and what is a country but a paragraph. to be unique is to die a tragedy and to live as a mistake to be different is to subtract yourself from a paragraph (paragraph - yourself) = different and to become is to move towards death to live is to move towards death (death being the essence of life) therefore to live is to be different you have to realise that it was hard to love your brother but before it ended i finally did the light coming off his skin was not reflected in the country you love it was only when he opened his eyes to look at his skin that he realised that he was not a citizen he couldn't tell anyone he loved himself too much to be slaughtered by the hands of citizens and what is to love but to hold a sentence together only those who can produces sentences freely can hold sentences together at the end of the world no one produces their own sentences let alone write them down here it's only copy and paste handwrittings reduced to mere fonts "times new roman" a sentence that i hold together is that the best thing to do with empty hands? i wonder as different moons pass me by our mother said to me once: "The only thing one can do with empty hands is to hold on" but this is the end of the world….. hold on to what? the streets are painted with the blood of infantile suicides. but your brother found a sentence once, "A father is nothing but a dying son" and "A mother is nothing but a girl who succeeded" and he held those two sentences together the way a skeleton holds a skin the way a skin holds a soul the way a soul holds a word and a son or a boy? and a girl or a daughter? those are just words not ideas don't worry about them not all sentences managed to trap ideas some sentences failed like , "Love your neighbour as you love yourself" or "i promise to speak the truth" or "i will love you forever" or "it get's better with time" they thought they could hold time in a sentence so as you walk carry a life sentence in your right hand as a testament to your existence and a knife in your left symbolising the sentences you are yet to write a boy is a gun, a girl is a bullet, a country is a paragraph and TO LIVE is to witness a WORD wither away
on the days you will feel as though you have no influence realise that it will pass… let it pass… let it pass through you only you will remain afterwards
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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i am the son who leaves. Love! Love! Love! peace to all the boys who think they know me! i appreciate your temerity i am gonna be somebody!!! Tell me what you need!!! Do you wish that you were me?
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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A girl i haven't seen in a year, said my eyes ain't pretty no more. that i stopped being a flower boy(boys of the romantic dreaming type). that i let the world take control and my smile became fake. i let the world take control. i am getting back my flowers,putting them in my eyes again. i haven't read any poetry for a whole year, concerned with only myself.i'm gonna read shakespeare. Julius Caesar by shakespeare. my great grandady,ahh,the man i got my soul from. i miss you old man.
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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being broke(poor describes me perfectly),young, desperate, ambitious, talented,dirty,artistic of the heavenly spirit of van gough and edgar allen poe, blind to love of the color black, deaf to all relations. having a smile that doesnt hesitate to fade. fades away like your sight at 01:27. now thats SEXY. i'm a genius too right? who fights eternally against averageness. my mother thinks seems to think so. a sucker for any girl who likes sunflowers and tall green grass and blue skies. i want to be great.
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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Was i really fearless at seventeen
or was i faking?
was i confident at eighteen
or was i just dumb?
could i really fly at nineteen
or was it just a dream, was it all a dream?
could i really do it at twenty??
let those kids play, that was me,
always losing my mind
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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peace to all the boys that tried to beat me peace to all the boys that tried to protect me i love you all. peace be with you all, the times will tell these great stories.
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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i remember observing the dust swirl upwards in golden circles, highlighted by the patches of light coming from the open window.dripping of amusement, trying my best to supress them, cutting them with my bare hands, trying my best to distort the light so i can interfere or touch these golden circles. the time would be around 15, waiting for dragonball z kai to come on sabc 2. i can't pinpoint my exact age all i have are fleeting memories. time seems to me to be jumping. from past to future from future to past. didn't this happen yesterday? where has yesterday gone. yesterday represents peace, and quiet and calm take it easy
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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turn around and see the truth of this world now that everything makes sense? you're drowning. not even of the good type you're drowning in sand you're a man of the world call the reverends
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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that's all i have fleeting thoughts, ideas inviting me, looking at them deciding not to engage with my happiness or sadness. sadness never transcends to the next day though. but neither does happiness these fleeting memories of the past present and future of a future that always makes sure to come. a future that will always come even memories of a reality that could have a reality that transcends
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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The Prisoner At the Center of Space and Time
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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feelings feel hard do you know that i kneel when i feel sad i feel bad,when i'm on my feet i bleed rescue me, my thoughts, dreams when i speak in my sleep. scared my mother 1000 degrees, sitting sideways traveling back and fourth hoping someone sees me, on a friday i heard that's a good day by people drowning in dirty water
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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a walking aesthetic do i ever get to love you? i can still see the distant stars, so long, far away the smiles in trees lining up so beautifully do you stop thinking about stars? you can i dont want to anymore you need to stop stuck between moving on.to the future move on without you and a future that could be for both of us
free my soul
distant i can still see distant stars your stars are in tall green trees they all line up so beautifully a single line of stars in noon can you be forever? is your yellow+pink+white smile forever?
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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you are the stars,the sun and you are the oceans, the sea and you are enough
don't ever wither away
but i see you from afar you're trapped still in the castle of lies we built with walls that could bend steel truth but i left and i left you there still protected but i see you from afar the protection kills you i worry that you're withering away i worry that your fail to see the light, the truth i worry that all that is left is your left hand and you no longer give you i see that you're withering away but i see from afar i see that you're alone you were the stars you were the oceans, you were enough but now i see you're withering away i'm sorry i left i'm more sorry that i cant say it was'nt a right decision
i love you
i cant touch you i cant touch your lies i cant help you i wish i could i'm sorry that i cant Juno you know how much i love you a sun sets, i can only witness you fade into the unknown i see you wither away you're protected you're loved Juno everyone wants to love you, yet you wither away Juno everyone loves you don't wither away i always said we would have to go down together but that was a lie. i freed myself, i set my soul free i could have never been able to free both of us you cant even feel yourself your own suffering you cant look at yourself as you go its my burden to see you go cursed to see you suffer cursed to see you wither away i love you
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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How dare you disdain me I write my own poetry I am chosen by my fears I know fear I'm almost 19 Contemplating Traumatized, grieving I fought for my freedom, when i decided Freedom is pain and fear Freedom is breath to watch cartoon network instead of Sunday school Love matters to me Would you get it? Play all your concerns to my face In my shade Tell me how my ancestors will fade WE WILL NEVER FADE AWAY with you melancholy You cant defeat me, I write my own poetry you cant defeat a man who writes his own poetry!!!!
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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Blue And white Pink Lips Smile is sunny Seeing using the sea Sparkling Face and Stars Dance? Do you want to dance? Flowers Candy Black Chocolate Show me Everything I should see A tap of water Sipping eternally Gently You will make me drown a blind man drowning i want to drown
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showmylovefor-you · 1 year
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