RIUM

As I woke up by your side, underneath your sheets and untangling myself from your hug made me realize the life I have asked for is right infront of my eyes. The sight of happiness that promises me of forever peace and extraterrestrial feeling on the taste of the universe. The love that you provided has become the soul that I use to keep on living and each kisses that continuously give me hopes that is ever founding. As I kiss your lips and down to your neck I can only feel your fingers running through my hair and forced me to kiss you harder as my own hands run their way into the very own happy trails. The whispers that kept me all night knowing that I will be safe and worrying about security shall no longer be my insecurities. The role that I play over and over as you come to ask for a favor has had me go numb and can only offer and accept because I know I can’t never become another person who isn’t real and original. The over-flowing of thoughts that conquered me made me realize that we are the prisoners of our own thoughts. Life its own is the paradise of sinners who rapidly make themselves a tremendous demands and kill themselves with their own lustful desires.  The walks that I took to try to deliberate my own judgment that he had finally finalize to be put into considerations. The never-ending imaginations that are in need of rectification by the likes of what they perceive as normal. The hypocritical view of the world by the being that from time to time revealed the true idiocy of the beings. The ignorance that covers their unworthy objectives and a sleek of manipulative powers that they withhold has made them the ultimate demons that continue to demonize the weaker beings that perceive them as deities. The unspoken truth of the feelings that reside inside of the demon heart can only stay for as long as it cannot and shall never be able to find its own way to be expressed. The image that one carries that hold the dignity shall be the payment on the afterlife. The impertinent thoughts that barricade itself inside of the innocent being that travel though the midst of the disparity of the darkness that reside inside the sea bed of the sea of despair and death itself. The struggle that one tries to break down has made its own result of a ceaseless failure. The touch of your own creation has made you addicted to power and lustful path that promises of no ending but a constant sticks and stones. The religions that exist through the continent that wage upon a war that deliberately destroy every beings. The confusing action by the deity that continuously kill the beings and ask for repentance but the unavailability of the acceptance made the deity more humanized.