intel.NT
by Katheryn Saavedra

intent,intelligence
there like a life sucking combination
depression & desperation
now hit

our infinite escape, our own mind
becomes a breeding ground for bad intent
our intent is
selfish we seem content
with this fact
we’re intact
with our monster

Excuses Excuses

our thoughts sucking the life out of our conscience
an astonishing atrocious, agonizingly beautiful disaster
Engraving, intensifying, ignorant thoughts

there is good in the bad & bad in the good
but when the straight line becomes
so zigzag

when did our mind become so ununited like the humanity we live in
when did our conscience become so self absorbed
did we even chose it, is it just  our human nature
it’s bored me into yawns its borded me into walls as well
oh how swell i can’t ever tell
and all we are , all the exsistence we’ve created , the morals is just a black abys of
confused thoughts
but is it just me?