2 am is for lovers


 

Let’s together be wild and disgraceful 

Allow ourselves to come undone 

Though our passion may overwhelm us 

Though our fire may blister the sun 

 

Let’s escape to our secret universe

Where our entire existence is us 

Where outside of these four walls

Nothing is or ever was

 

Though sadness once seduced me 

And melancholy held me tight 

Now 2am’s for lovers

And Lust’s reclaimed the night
 

Let’s embrace these sacred moments

Share lungs and single breath

And when the daylight hour approaches

Together die a little death.

@totallyborderline

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Mary Jane and Me

 

My relationship with weed has lasted longer than any of my partners, and for that matter, most of of my friends. Our shared history is a fractious one, and to this day remains based on a love/hate dynamic. It is the one thing that is always there for me, yet it is the one thing that I allow to control me and hold me back. It’s  kind of like I’ve been in an emotionally abusive relationship with my bong for the past 15 years. Continue reading “Mary Jane and Me”

Insomnia Everlasting 

Here in the middle of this ageless night,
In this tepid room devoid of light.
My mind craves the release of a dream, respite.
But no release comes and I toss left and right.
The deep chill of loneliness carries a bite,
Darkness of thoughts alone cause for fright. 
Try to summon reveries that bring great delight,
Beg for positive energy with all my might.
Await dawn’s rise, the most beautiful sight 
To release me from this ageless night. 

©totallyborderline