Author S. K. Nicholas

the way she rests

her belly next to mine

sighing, hushing

always

dead elephants

and the fabric of time

coming apart like my weary mind

war

inwards and outwards

don’t stop trying

never give up

despite everyone that tells you to stop

the exile is worth it

solitude, isolation

savour every second

be the king of pain

take it all

and laugh when there’s nothing left to give

don’t dream, do

fuck, destroy, love

love until there’s nothing left to give

be whatever you want

stand alone, become an army

time will always win

so take her in your arms

and kiss her

like tomorrow will never come

stay true

stay beautiful

dream like a lunatic

for the day you grow up

is the day you

die