The Games We Play

I’m going to tell you a story About the day you stopped seeing me Do you know what it’s like To be invisible? Do you know what it’s like to open your heart to someone who is afraid of blood? Your ambivalent breath confuses me So I take matters into my own… thoughts And I…

Lead Glass Rubies

That’s another mark I carve To prove I’m still here As I draw the line And the wall starts to crumble I feel the warm liquid, rapid Like rage The light hits They’re like glittering rubies Mesmerising Rhythmic, as they hit the ground And then I feel something… So I reach for the bandages. Mj…

10:09

I think it’s easy to forget that in this vessel we are passengers We’re just passing through We are the navigators of our borrowed lives We seem to forget that We are lost Strays in our own personal universe Too big to comprehend Too small for it to be enough It is easy to bypass…

Just Breathe

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The Paradox of an Untrusting Mind

They say the best way to learn trust Is to allow yourself to fall Into someone else’s arms What they don’t tell you about Is the dozen broken bones You’re left with when you’re done     Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by me unless stated otherwise

The hostages

It’s 7pm All my emotions sat in front of me Gagged, cable tied, duct taped Unable to move, unable to breathe They look up at me And they look Overfilled Unstable One by one I make them walk the curb And just like that I’m disappointed   Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were…

Caged Hope

I am the collector of promises you haven’t shared with me yet…   Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by Mj Blasco unless stated otherwise

What it’s not

Relentless raindrops stringing down what seems to be an illusion; the wind, creator of oscillating figures staging as promises.   Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by Mj Blasco unless stated otherwise

Arms

And just like twisted roadway tree branches, I was unable to reach you. Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by Mj Blasco unless stated otherwise

Fucking Abyss

Motionless hours; I swear the imperfect anatomy of the wall looks more familiar than my own reflection. How long til a dream is considered catatonic?   Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by Mj Blasco unless stated otherwise

Words

  Split the sky; I know you can And use something sharp Like words And impossibility   Copyright © All Rights Reserved. All Images were taken by Mj Blasco unless stated otherwise