Milestone of Successful Wreckage Recited — Phoenix Heart
From the burning of those taunted by their own floating debts, I fight wars within my mindset while accepting that my opinion is valid. Yes, valid. He is sick of assumptions being promoted like traditional media, person to person—“he said, she said.”…
Rivers of Meaning — Jaded
Let’s fly away, into a world where the only meaning is you and me. Let’s journey together, seeking a place where our worth is not just measured, but felt, where trembling hands craft a melody of range and beauty, borne in the glow of fleeting social…
Shifting — Phoenix Heart
The sigh sees blue skies with fluffy clouds, a peak of light shining over the mountain scenery. The body feels the crisp warmth, with a gentle breeze whisking back and forth. His mind, once tortured and strained, now finds ease. The expressions that once…
The Lost Soul — Jaded
I’ve traveled through countless storms, wishing each rainfall would cease, dreading the downpour’s catastrophic toll, yet holding firm in purpose and poise. The purity that bears this wreckage is the heart within my soul. I let the storms rage on— an…
The Pursuit of Hope — Phoenix Heart
The day will come when I no longer carry the burdens of a hopeless future, when my everyday fight won’t see the time of day, nor the shattering of broken promises. That day is closer than I thought. Humble brilliance is the only fight I don’t want to…
Jaded — Jaded
My mind is blank— a straight line stretching endlessly. Is there an explanation for this loose feeling woven into the mist of broken thoughts? I can’t breathe. Eyes wide open, too close to the edge of an inner darkness, spinning between shadow and light.…
Yellow — Phoenix Heart
The puzzle was missing pieces needed to create its beautiful image. Days passed, with more pieces getting lost and destroyed. One day, he decided to forget about the puzzle and went on with his life. He came home, sat down, and with a smile on his face—…
The Momentum — Jaded
The mountains I climbed to reach my destination left me on my knees, praying to the heavens for strength to complete this worn-out path— a journey through repeating routes, endless cycles, and roadblocks I once thought were impassable. When I give myself…
Post Office — Phoenix Heart
It began with becoming an analyst and drowning in every type of data imaginable. He realized he was not accurate at all, no matter how hard he tried. A permanent defect had been discovered: a subtle way of looking at the future with hope.
No, Why? — Jaded
As I aspire to become a phenomenon, I stand tall amid a world of doubt. I ponder the words of those who cast stones, their judgments wrapped in veils of ignorance, thrown my way like discarded trash. Yet I, in my quiet defiance, rise. I laugh,…