dark

amongst stories

of dark worlds.

and fallen angels.

and scars. that never heal.

there are shades

of light. and stars

shining bright.

waiting for you

to come home

© Hudson Biko

 

 

 

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decomposition

blackboards.

stained chalk.

a heart held

bleeding.

outside

of its chest.

you know the feeling

when it feels

as though

you can’t be saved

© Hudson Biko

going

today

was made of

broken hopes

and questioned dreams.

and

yet

there is a sun

left

to set.

and the chance

to try again.

at

sunrise.

© Hudson Biko

 

tales

I have heard tales

where the beast

is loved

by the beauty.

and the pain

is taken

by the winds

in the eyes.

and the hard

is made

soft

by the soft.

the way(s) –

we can hope –

we will be saved.

© Hudson Biko

 

fire

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we were always taught

to be careful of the matches.

always asked

not to stand

too close

to the flames.

always kept

so far

and so wary

of the fire.

so

how

were we meant

to be ready.

for worlds

destined

to burn

© Hudson Biko

Photograph by guille pozzi