SUBCULTURE OF SHAME

1) Nothing now reminds me of you,
not even the bickering of my neighbors or the insecurity of meeting a stranger,
I have seen  it all and I let it pass
Subdue my beings and my belongings in the trunk of juvenile heart who once fell in love and now is an adult

There are no reconciliations after leaving
Even when nothing changes or chooses you
There is just a kind of oblivion to whatever happened in the aghastly flood
And how you survived, without a flinch,
Forever and ever .

3) life has felt like falling and still everything has managed to fell in places,
I have chose none to,
But still it happened aggressively with winds blowing on my face
And I am liking it somehow

4) The self induced suffering is somehow worse then self induced poverty,
Now you are both, deprived of food and feelings ,
Deprivation is the only constant state for a human.

5) I hope we live long,
Live long to see the concussions of  terrifying defeats of ourselves,
I hope the subculture of insanity treats us well,
So well that we dig our own graves getting tired of being sane and well composed.

Leeza