Best Poems Written by Vander Cide

Untitled In Age

my peace of mind is quite fine,
the pieces of fine however make up for lack of time!

this time is not the one that you crave remembering! This time is not the one you ever want to make up for!

why are memories remembering how my body felt?
why are memories remembering things that seem no longer belong to me?
why do feelings come with seasons,
and why does it have to be the season of everyday!

i’m tired of thinking about it.
it is something else to feel this way still,
to be hung by my neck while my body has grown around the noose!
it’s such as someone forgot to turn the burners off before vacating their home.
But someone left them on, and now i’ve built a new house on top of it.
Painted wood and all.
There’s some metal inside but I still smell the gas from my demolished stove 
which is funny
I can’t even smell!

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