Detextor

Walking down the streets, I'm the enabler of my own pain, urban bloodletting rituals my body's forfeit for their thirst. Lonely smiles dancing in hellfire, twisting and choking for love, portuguese nihilism, lust for angst, ecstasy for nightly suicides. Apathetic generations stuck in motion, we hunt for our doom, urban vampires, digital collision of existentialism, parasocial paranoia and delusion. Glorification of our wrongdoings a cultural mantle of falsehoods, no recollection of our misdeeds, we're dancing to our oblivion.

Why do I weep needlessly? Perhaps I should end it all, I still remember your smile but now my heart lies dead and cold. I know I'll have to live on bearing all this misery and guilt. Why do I sleep my days away? Perhaps it should have been me. Dreaming of you brings me closer to you, the memories we shared slowly heal me, soothing the hurt and tears away, perhaps at night I can meet you again. In my self-conceit I still love you. I feel your absence wearing on these walls, as time passes, I'll fade out with you, fade with the regret, the love, the memories, hanging on to you until we meet again. image: https://www.pexels.com/photo/grayscale-photography-of-flowers-in-bloom-35766/