yojoskive

never the "loved"

always the "healer",

never the "healed";

always the "artist"

never the "muse"

I was always the "writer"

but why, i can't get down this ride

This merry go round, I come back to you again and again

A broken roller coaster, this pain is all I have

I try, over and over again

I can't go down, this ride won't slow down

This Merry Go round, a thoroughfare of every misery I've lived

Maybe, finding you is the curse I've to live with

This Merry go round, this is my cemetery

A little poem, inspired by "Merry Go Round" — a track from BTS' latest album "arirang" ❤️

every nerve in our body pulsates with the heavy stream of sorrow and happiness,

no the one to be shaped but, the one who shapes this world with every breath we take

we are women, with all our agony

women, because we carry even deeper amount of love, joy, care and happiness

this world is a garden of all the things we once lived, we live and will continue to live.

An altar for every breath we take and make this world turn into a home.

your hands holding mine in a gentle grip

a serene reminder of the love we share,

with fingers intertwined together like our souls

let's dance this tango of forever together

Pour toujours toi et moi,

it's us for life.

humans are shallow beings — empty to the very core, like a vessel empty of every single drop of water that it'd carried before.

Or,

Dare I say,