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Writer's pictureDes Art

You’ll never be able to chase you’re dreams if you’re too busy sleeping on them. To grow it takes exhaustion of resources and energy, how can you do that while asleep?


Chase the dreams till their hallucinations in the day, as they become reality, the tired will have been worth it.



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Writer's pictureDes Art

Impeccable as you stood there,

Awkward and shy.

That look in your eye-

The fear of unknowing,

And determination to

Fuck around and find out.


The gentle sternness sends serpents

to coil around my spine.

Enough dose to feel your high,

With enough sensation to initiate

A nervous system fireworks storm.


Gentle strength,

Awkward smile, electric touch-

{I think I have a little crush}

Cherub body, set in stone,

Slimly chiseled from Michelangelo’s abode.

Skin that soft, just like mine-

With pale hazel eyes,

That seemingly shine.


dh 08.07.22

I wake up everyday

But often stay half-asleep.

Numb to the world;

Feelings hurt to much to keep.


There’s a Great War inside,

One you only sometimes see.

My bones will wrestle from side to side,

Pulling and tearing the muscles between.


I would rip myself to shreds

if I could, pull it all apart.

Till there’s nothing left

of me, to feel the dread.

No more blood, no more skin.

No pain, no breathing, no sleep.

(no one left to even live)



-dh 01.05.22

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