If you encounter an obstacle, you might get motivated to pick up and fight. If you have nothing to push against, no resistance, then, you could fall. 背負っているものが大きすぎて、少しの時間、現実と、思い出とか夢の間をフラフラする。その時だけは、あまり考えずに。 Advertisements
I’ll be here so that you can find me, my dearest, in perpetuum.
Life in the jungle is harsh, and peace rests in death. “They wouldn’t come near the dead of their own kind,” someone once said. What’s left, however, entraps the grieving and wanderers. 何かやっても、何もやらなくても、一生懸命生きてる。 何かやりたいことがあるんだったら、やってみたら？
Inspired by the poem, “Books” by Judy Dykstra-Brown. Thank you, Judy.
I tend to dissect natural instincts such as procreation and predatory behavior and feed on the rationale, conscience, and cognizance. For The Daily Post’s daily prompt, Ghoulish.
I wish I had gone through with it.
Don’t break me … Don’t fix me … Stay with me. For The Daily Post’s daily prompt, Deny.
Nature suffocates me. Humans isolate me. I prefer to stand alone, looking up at the sky, in the middle of a bustling city. 大自然の中で息苦しくなり、人間社会ではあまりにも孤独だから、いっそ、せわしい街中で、一人で空を見上げていたい。
Something inside me popped, dissolved, and died. The residue spread like a dark stain on a white shirt, getting bigger and larger, giving way. I waited for the stubborn struggle to dissipate, but, in the end, it closed in on me. Forgotten or despised, which is better? “Who is this?” or “I never liked…
I am looking for a door. I don’t know whether I lost sight somewhere along the way or it never existed. I am looking for a door. It doesn’t matter where it might lead me, so long as it opens to a new place. I am looking for a door. I don’t wanna be…
My initial reactions used to be to panic and to try to figure out what I did wrong. Now, I walk away and stay away. Innocence and ignorance keep your ability to listen and react viscerally, I think. For The Daily Post’s daily prompt, Visceral. ちびまる子みたい、おもしろい、とか言われるのに…
“I love you.” “Me, too.” “You do? You love yourself!?” You never have to explain. あの時のままじゃなくて、変わるから、生きていける。