April 22nd (NapoWrimo)

Life

 

Life works in strange ways.

It hasn’t beaten me up in a while

And I feel strangely apprehensive.

I don’t believe in good things

staying good things.

I’m expecting life to pick me up by my smile,

And throw me out a window.

April 14th (NapoWrimo)

Yellowcard

 

I press play and get lost in the unfamiliar melodies that keep me entranced

Suddenly, en entire evening has passed without me realizing.

But I’ve noticed you too late and you’ll never play another show.

You’re disbanding.

Thanks for the wonderful tunes and

Good luck.

April 10th (NapoWrimo)

Missed a couple of days due to exams, but here’s my poem for April 10th:

 

Skyscrapers

 

The skyscrapers look like deathtraps

Terrifying, but in the most beautiful way.

I look up and my mind goes running in the worst ways but I let it

They’re meant to illicit your inner daredevil.