Hyde Me

19/05/2024

18/05/2024

I always make the mistake of seeing the best in everyone... instead of the parts they despised about me.

12/05/2024

I had this idea... not a new thing. A bit of of a spin off of a modern day Bonnie and Clyde.

I took it to extremes.

Their names were Consequences and Casualties... and I imagine I'll add it to the many other things I start, and just let wander to come and go as I please.

It's that lack of discipline why I can't be an actual author lol... but I'll write stories forever.


I've imagined
what it must be like
to travel between worlds...
...like upon the back of
the Mare Imbrium,
born on the outskirts
of the lava basin
upon the moon.
All of that past power...
harnessed, controlled,
and bestowed upon me
in the deepest of dreams...
...so it seems.
Regardless
of shifting, or astride,
being the flame
bursting through
tunnels of time
is one hell of a
fu***ng ride...
Dream or no,
c'mon girl... let's just go,
and say f**k the world
that just says
magic died...
...because they lied.
It's in you and I.

09/05/2024

The city lights became a blur,
until they faded
behind closed eyes,
until the texture
of your lips
teased mine,
as energy
passed through
the brushing
of thighs,
and soft
oh my's...
With us,
it became
an end of an Age,
and the start
of an Era...
...the Legend
of You
and
I...

08/05/2024

I heard a rumour once about a goddess...
she liked to ride in some very particular ways,
with a straddling technique, an animalistic bounce
that had her hair flow like liquid fire...
...just like what was rising deep within me,
that passion, the mind desire with a soul burn,
where every cell of my body was waiting
for its' turn... the sensation, possibly even
a bit of degradation of innocence
that never really had a chance
to exist in someone like me...
I never fought what felt natural,
and with basically myself as a teacher...
...well... I can't say I made honor role,
but I learned some things as far as life goes.
I learned there were parts of me... I'll rephrase,
I learned that variations of my personality
were what was in demand...
...and not so much the simple man.
So... I became 'complicated' for love.
She was already chaotic light.

06/05/2024

I always had to do everything on my own...
at first,
because letting someone see me fail
just wasn't an option.
Many are taught this...
...and even though I escaped that camp, sort of,
I just continued to teach it to myself,
as if it was the normal way.
It was something I saw everyday...
or heard,
from things done to said,
regardless if them or me,
and I became flawless with everything,
outside of my personality.
You had to be someone special to know me...
basically crazy,
because I wasn't really that... I don't know,
stable?, consistent?,
with basically every step I'd take, or went.
I had too much of life,
and not enough discipline...
...so I heard,
but the fool in me learned 'f**k it', early on,
and it's been a friend of mine since then.
I say 'it'...
...not them... or you...
I say it to the situation, and not the soul
that's pushing all of that bu****it through.

I'll take it though...
if you need to say f**k you.

Hyde hates Jekyll

05/05/2024

I never once asked myself... What if I'm someones' reason?

01/05/2024

I never stopped having
a love story...
...I just kept those
•chapters without numbers
a bit more discreet.
Like the dream worlds...
the storms, the trees,
with fire and rain
to create the colours
of both of our souls...
...and we're fu***ng beautiful.
Nature wept
while darkness crept,
and this... love...
went beyond the bounds
to soul promises kept.
The silent ones...
the ones never spoken
to have a
heart
become
aware,
awoken...

...perhaps
even broken.
I always found
it was how one put
those shattered pieces
back together...
...is how one gains ground.

Picture: It's pretty...

As for the story... I've been time-lost since before being a teen... and missing two years... so, it's going to be a bit jumpy, and most likely darker than the lines really read.

Sometimes.

30/04/2024

There are certain things in life
that I'll never starve for again...
It doesn't mean there won't be a hunger,
or that type of wanting, the need,
and it certainly doesn't mean things end...
...for me.
I die... all of the time,
and people look at that as my outcry
of my own personal boo hoo... look...
I don't give a f**k if my story is sad,
as long as you didn't have to live it,
and as for dying... it's one of the most
glorious things that I've done in my life.
Sure... I may get a little mean,
but you should see how I create esteem,
low or high... and it's my masterpiece
that I can claim as mine.
Without all of that shame
collected over time, from myself,
or others along my time-line.
I don't care...(lies)
okay maybe a little,
but it's only because of the fu***ng empathy.

And so many of you out there
claim this crazy town as your power...
...well that must be nice,
because to me it's an emotional rain-shower,
that goes on...and on...and on.

m•e