Sometimes I feel like my dreams are connected to something. I have no idea how and why. Everyday I see a new visuals. As if I am flipping the page without reading that chapter well. It is weird how I am attracted to things. All those people's perception about things doesn't bother me at all. Souls, spirits, ghosts, witches, demon, devils, angels, god, everything means same to me. Being a child, I loved to talk alone. I could always feel someone's presence around me. I used to talk addressing them soul and witch and that never made me fearful, not even once. I am not scared of these thoughts, these feelings which are considered strange by normal people. That sword I saw in my dream with something engraved on it, I couldn't forget it. I am always a new character in my dream but I've never been hurt there. I dreamt of water for few days. I was going to die in flood. Next time, I saw myself swimming like a mermaid in underwater town. Years ago I dreamt about aliean. An aliean who always looked for me and who promised to take me someday. It was so real that I didn't go outside of home for few days. And after few months I stopped seeing that dream and I am always feeling like I am not human. Two days ago, I touched fire and I could feel it. I could read what fire was trying to tell me. Even if it is subconscious and just a random thought, how could that feel so intense to me. Fire, Water and Soil is so connected to me. It feels like I am a tree whose roots are all wide spread everywhere in the universe. My beliefs are unacceptable. I feel like people take science as a weapon and war is coming soon. Science isn't helping us to evolve. Everyday thousands of life get deceased and it's not because of natural calamities, it is because of humans. This makes me question whether I am a human or not. I can read animals. I don't know if it is accurate or not however something is trying to communicate with me. It feels unreal. I feel unreal.
being a human is hard when you are surrounded with inhumanity.
you are just a thought far away for deciding what you wanna be.
short story.
i am still on my teenage. i must say this is my most excruciating and painful journey i could ever think of. instead of making friends and enjoying, i am taking pills and working on myself. it doesn't feel bad to see other people having fun but sometimes my innerself blames herself for all the pain and i understand her very well.
sun went away
to rest in paradise
stars in constellation
and moon held the sky
i painted them
in black and white
held them within me
away from human sight
-august
broken glasses and broken hearts are
shattered in the sky, bare and uneven
darkest and coldest every night
my skin still feels the heat of burn
our love begun with tulips and red roses
these days it seems our garden is withered
we promised to protect eachother
now i am blind and everything is blurred.
all my dusks and daws were tears
and i bathed heavily in your thoughts
i was in the delusion of our perfection
little did i know, there were unseen spots
we are the culprit and we did the crime
there is no one else to blame
i did love you with all that I had
and you burned me with your flame
~august.
How was your day..?
There seems to be a lot of good and beauty happening in my life and in the lives of the people around me.
I don't know if there's just a lot of excess luck in the air, but I channeled the Good Vibes into this Wizard Froggo.
✨🐸 May they bless you with similarly good vibes. 🐸✨
i shall inhale poison rather than falling in love.
there was a room in my house
which was as secured as
the main door
i wasn't allowed to go
neither i had keys.
but every time i passby that room
it called me inside, cried for help
i was just 7
each night i went there
sat infront of the door
i talked with it, we talked for hours
it was 3 AM now.
i want to bed.
when i woke up, i was 14
i remember nothing
except for talking with that room
it was a normal day
but house was different and
noone was concerned
then i remembered
i opened that door next day after i woke up
~august/fictionflaws