This is my 100th post on wordpress! ^_^
I’m really not blogger material. I suck at writing. but I have my personal reasons for having this blog so I’m still a bit glad I made it to 100 posts. >_<
I decided to repost the poem in my first post on this blog.
I awake to the stale scent of life.
closing in walls confuse my eyes
as I rise to swallow my bland hours
in mechanical motions.
In this dwelling of guilt,
I consume my own dreams
I flee from myself
only to fall in the trap of existence:
false of nature and naturally artificial.
I wash my face before the mirror
it throws it back at me
drenched in disdain
I converse with withered Jasmine
hanging from that old chipped vase.
As I drink my coffee
to feel every bitter sip that I deserve
I stare across the room
to the tilted frames of regret.
They conjure up memories
that I watch in monochrome gray
as my eyes chase the shapes
of cigarette smoke.
so I dip my quill in my Turkish coffee
and write upon piles of dry stains
distorted words and mutilated visions
on the edge-line of sanity.