an evening poem

[langedechu]

helllllloooo so as i said this morning in my post "morning all + post update" i would share with you the part two to the previous poem i wrote so, here it is! it's a bit shorter than what I usually wrote, but hey, maybe that's a good thing. have a great evening.

nihilist, part ii

the steel balde

teases my skin until

finally

the rush comes and

i can feel something-

I'm living

but not alive and

i hear the quiet whispers

"take my hand."

l'appel du vide.

[p.s. please let me know your interpretations of my writings as i would love to hear em!]

[teen_anxiety]

how do you do it? you can make such a tragic and painful time in life seem so relieving and almost calming.

[langedechu in reply to teen_anxiety]

it is so the reader can understand what my life is like without it being super frightening and through a way of art rather than violence or anger

[13ga]

dam....

call of the void.... very poetic... visual... and calling...

i guess my dislike of the wrists doesn't fit with the "balde"... obviously they go together....

i have said many times - i am alive, but not living.... the reverse of yours.

your voice, speaks to me... calls to me... brings me to your void...

but your void, is not just yours... it is ours.

[langedechu in reply to 13ga]

ahhh ur becoming a poet too!