Lost Love Lust

Tags: thoughts

• luna mystica.

  Beautiful moon, your light shines ever so mystically upon me.
  Much alike are you and I.
  Beautiful moon, your white facade is ever so pure and bright.
  Many times I have fallen asleep wondering what it must be like up in that lonely sky.
  Much alike are you and I.
  As each week passes by, you become ever more visible [...]

• 20.

  Dear Self,
  It’s finally here. When people would ask what you wanted to be when you grew up, you didn’t have the usual “astronaut” or “firefighter” answer. Ten year old Dyana always said, when I grow up… I wanna be 20. And here it is. And oh how surreal it is, how scary, and yet oh [...]

• acta non verba.

  I knock on the door.
  The dried out wood cracks under my knuckles as I thump lightly, hoping nobody will answer.
  But someone does.
  An old man with frantically arranged white hair opens the door and says,”What have you come here for?”
  “The truth.”
  “The truth, which truth?”
  “The one I believe.”, I say as I make a step forward.
  “What you [...]

• catlytic catastrophy.

  This will not be poetic.
  This will not be inspiring.
  This will be a release.
  A catharsis of otherwise redirected and refiled thoughts flowing through my brain.
  Everything I’ve ever known is nothing.
  I somehow manage to pass my latest anatomy exam by lying awake through the night.
  Writing, frantically so, and for what?
  So a series of letters on a paper [...]