Chimera

Breath the bitter affection and thank. As a heavenly body,enlighten. We're mutually destructive.

[cristeaada]

A little reminder:

[Verse 1]

This house is not a home to you

But you decide to go ahead and lay down, lay down

There are no words to describe the depth of your indifference

’Cause I see you’re here to stay

Should’ve known to pick my fate

[Chorus]

I’m so wrong, I’m so wrong

(To let you in my)

To let you in my home

(Now you know where I sleep)

Now you know where I sleep

(Never felt so damn weak)

[Verse 2]

Hey there, lonely girl

Did you have to tell your friends about the way I got you screaming my name?

Did you have to tell the world?

Now your girls all wanna fuck

Girl you could’ve been the one

Gotta change my number twice a month

When you could have simply kept it on the down low

[Chorus]

I’m so wrong, I’m so wrong

(To let you in my)

To let you in my home

(Now you know where I sleep)

Now you know where I sleep

(Never felt so damn weak)

[Verse 3]

Baby if I knew you’d be living in my sheets

I wouldn’t have shown you any love

I would have left you in the club

You said you don’t belong

You keep saying there’s no one

And there’s no where to go

But who keeps calling on your phone?

I’m so wrong, I’m so wrong, I’m so wrong

[Chorus]

I’m so wrong, I’m so wrong

(To let you in my)

To let you in my home

(Now you know where I sleep)

Now you know where I sleep

(Never felt so damn weak)

I’m so wrong, I’m so wrong

(To let you in my)

To let you in my home

(Now you know where I sleep)

Now you know where I sleep

(Never felt so damn weak)

[Outro]

Girl, if your man call your phone again

Girl, if your man call your phone again

[cristeaada]

because I was alone with myself

I played all day long yet

when I needed to fall asleep

it had to be you

because the Universe seems rather tasteless

because your salty tongue and

sugary lips made me impertinently impatient

because I crave for one not to leave therefore anyone else does

because one to be unmistakably contaminated with

a certain fondness and devotion for

at least one's soul to become faithful

if not the body

because the mind is deceiving this body

because singing lies is rather aestethic

why fooling on words

why clinging onto me

for everyone else stays

why these lies

why if it's not me you remember

[antoholixg]

“You are so cold, baby girl.”

— dream-soluna (via wnq-writers)

[cristeaada]

the lack of veraciousness and

the vicious longing of mankind

it is not the denial but

the idyllic vision

(of the other one

in the arms

of another one)

that aches

and bleeds

and torments

this human heart

Wastelands: Amphigories from The Garden Of Goddesses

[cristeaada]

both

Death and Devil

asked me for a cigarette

when i offered them

they stopped me

and said

"light it up for me"

i didn't figure out

at first

what they really meant

Wastelands: Amphigories from The Garden Of Goddeses

[cristeaada]

you said you love me

you think you can

make such remark

and walk away

tout de suite

yes you can but

i won't this is not

how i came off the assembly line no

i did not expect

and will not expect

anything alike thy ones

that say love

cannot ,too,be rational

they're mistaken

thy heart only is deceiving

Wastelands: Amphigories from The Garden of Goddesses

[cristeaada]

when it hit me how

near i was in closing

a deal with Death and

shaking hands

with the Devil

the first thought was

how i'd leave this world

hollow

and unworthy

for your lips

Wastelands: Amphigories from The Garden of Goddesses

[cristeaada]

as you wander

among the streets

and wonder

of loves' sweets and treats

maybe it will cross your mind

if where you lie your love

precisely what you need

you'll find

Wastelands: Amphigories from The Garden of Goddesses

[cristeaada]

suffering

makes the best poems

breaking into pieces

and turning them to crumbles

those are words

then feed the birds

Wastelands: Amphigories from The Garden of Goddesses

[cristeaada]

you can almost

never guess why

but i'll give you a clue

while you watch her

as she goes to a store

and coming

gradually dreaming

with citrous fruits

for distilled grain mash

and juniper berries

..............................

if they'd only know

why the

athirst preferences

feed her so fully

turning to

the hassel

and the tussle

and the aftermath

..............................

they always

drain her

first

Wastelands: Amphigories from The Garden of Goddesses

[cristeaada]

you just don't expect exclusivity, especially from an artist as her

Wastelands: Amphigories from The Garden of Goddesses

[cristeaada]

for every statement

of the soul

written in these

pages and anything

i have yet

to lash out

i apologize for i did not

and will not

stand out

for i love you

Wastelands:Amphigories from The Garden of Goddesses

[cristeaada]

i am clueless what

i should answer when

i am asked for

i don't see a point in lying so

i try not about my well-being though

i can almost never say

i am alright because

i don't feel right but

i can't justify why

i feel the way

i feel either

i like everyone else say

'i am fine'

Wastelands:Amphigories from The Garden of Goddesses

[cristeaada]

I am still happy I managed to dance her lips in the night, for that's what I dreamed of since I first caught her glimpse..; that she loved me, if she loved me.. was unimaginable, and more than I could've hoped for and..I am grateful to her..

Wastelands: Amphigories from The Garden of Goddesses

[cristeaada]

I declared myself dependent

on patience you

took it personally as if

I compared you to the rest

of them breakers and

sustaining it's not

your case here

you are

after tasting me

throwing me toys

and saying I should play with

those instead words

are for grown-ups

Wastelands: Amphigories from The Garden of Goddesses

[cristeaada]

I'm inexplicably trying to hold together something that is meant to break apart.

Wastelands: Amphigories from The Garden of Goddesses

[cristeaada]

"let's talk about amour"

she said and thy whole class stared ar her. but thy teacher approves "lets hear about it".

she's stands up ,sliding out,with her fingers merely touching thy table,she leans easily on thy desk "what is love really ?" she asks suddenly; her colleagues turn to her,but her gaze is down. " it drive us insane; doesn't it ?". a silent approval lies in thy room. her lips turn into a short smile,then frowning,as if she was suddenly angered. she continues "you meet one person and your world turns upside down. everything you do starts with the mere thought of thy one you love. but let's not mistake loving with falling."

she walks around thy class "you're at this point in your life where you flow like a leaf in thy great wind, with no direction and no purpose. you don't guess what could happen.. but you feel like.." she pauses. thy words stop at thy very top of the tongue, ready to flow. "..like you've missed out on something.."

she sees thy window and her fingers slip on thy cold glass as in hopes of touching something that's already so far. you can say by thy looks of her that thinking about it started to pain her ,in such ways, blades are pins and fire is warmth of a summer noon. " which ,of course,means you've missed out on everything " she breathes out instantly. thy words seemed to sting the tip of thy tongue. thy lips were lifeless, yet, she hoped of a pierian mien.

"thy most hazardous trigger of a lover is hope. think of its devious propriety of denying itself: thy almighty liability which one clings onto when everything else defeats one; yet, there lies the very end, for when one is hopeless, one is disinherited, and a soul that has absolutely no purpose, nothing to lose, means only others will suffer, if not thy entire world could lie at its feet."

her eyes glistened,thy sight of the past shivered on the surface: "that's the falling. not a moment of joy,as it might seem.. thy falling is just confession yet to be spoken, thy very beginning of thy unrequited love."

she's either professional or a fool, they might say.