Author: Jynx Frostbyte

I am an acquired taste.

The World We Live In

The world we live in is one that is being ravaged by war, hunger, disease and corruption. Humanity is in a fragile state of mind. Though we may be human, we are not humane to one another.

You’d think that after going through so much together, having faced many a struggle and their consequences as well as our evolution, we would have learned to love one another by now.

But that is clearly not the case.

We wanted order but instead we created disharmony. We allowed ourselves to be segregated by religion, identified by the colour of our skin and separated by the people we love. We fought wars in the name of peace, but was that ever the intention?

We fight not in the name of justice, but to prove that we are the ones who are right.

Were we not born to live and love? If you believe that we are, how can we keep living a life devoid of love? How can we stand by as our brothers and sisters get destroyed by those savages who are less than human. Why do we nitpick who gets to live and who gets to die? Who are we to decide whether or not that person deserves the hatred coming their way? What are we doing restricting our love and our forgiveness to individuals who we believe share our ideals?

We build borders in the name of protection, but really that’s just an excuse for our ignorance. How can we learn when we isolate ourselves? We arm ourselves with weapons in the name of defence, but really that’s just an excuse to condone the destruction of one another.

How can we live in peace when we constantly instigate violence?

Words That Start With J

I can feel you,
the weight of your stare.
When I look up,
our eyes meet briefly
and I can see the cogs
turning in your head.

I look away
but not before I see
the conclusion you’ve drawn of me.

From your vintage point,
you see the purple streaks in my hair
and the high heeled boots that I wear;
you scrutinize the makeup on my face
and the all black in my ensemble;
upon closer inspection,
you deem that my dress is too short
and that I have too many piercings.

I can see it in your eyes,
I can feel it in your stare;
This weight you’ve placed on me.

I’m thinking of a J word
as are you –
You’re thinking juvenile,
I’m thinking judgemental.

To Love

I created a universe with just my words – with a pen in my hand and ink stains on paper.

If you can’t appreciate it – the patterns of my stars, the positions of my planets and the placement of my meteors – then, I don’t think you would be able to appreciate me.

For I am, my words. To love me, is to love words as much I do.

The Fall

I can already feel it
The Fall
right into my demons’ arms.
They’ll whisper sweet nothings
and give me false assurances
as I lay there,
tired and defeated.

I don’t fight
though I should.
I don’t resist
as they kiss me
and tell me that I’m alright,
even though
I know
that I’m far from it.

They’ll love me,
at least.
Unlike all those
who didn’t catch me
when I fell.

I’ll lie in their embrace –
let them tell me stories,
and sing haunting lullabies.
And as I sink deeper into their touch,
I’ll let the world pass me by;
A world I never fully felt apart of.

They’ll destroy me,
My demons.
Just know,
that I let them.

And when they release me
from their world of lies,
I’ll continue to fall
but into the arms of reality
this time.
And it willl hurt
but I enjoy this feeling,
of not feeling anything at all,
all too much.

So let me be.
Let me fall.