It is my holy moment.
It pains me
That I’ve to hold you
To pin you down to earth
But still keep you above it
did you learn the art of drowning for someone?
Yes, I grew tired Tired of your healing words The “time heals everything” crap Or “it gets better” But dear, I’m bound by the tight grips of soil Being wrapped up, held up, cooped up in the crevices of leaves … Continue Reading Do you get better?
grumbling open white rather, pale pink “You better sit tight, now you’re on for a show” oh, but I … Continue Reading Collide: sex
Are your lungs a reminder that no matter how you live
he’ll still fill it with mutilated self-esteem, despicable men and yourself?
A little late, don’t you think? A few years, a couple of months and several days late, my friend I’m sunken soil now I’m in too deep I’m maggot food Put your shovel down even if you dig me out, … Continue Reading late (Salvage)
I sketch with ferocity
write with even more
my veins draw for me
write even more
pens and pencils never break then
I don’t know how to say it back
if you’re the one that tiptoes into my room slips in notes under my pillow that say death is blessed … Continue Reading You can’t destroy what isn’t there
So, I’m stuck. I can’t keep up with my own pace. I’m immersed in words so much that it makes no sense. What I’m asking for is a little help by commenting below with words or phrases and I’ll turn … Continue Reading blocked: here’s how to help
A tombstone saying forever his.
She told me everything will be okay after this new skin new person me she told me I will know hurt no longer but you fucking liar dont preach the hurt they will end up believing you witch I believed … Continue Reading She told me I’ll always be okay after this
Sunsets what’s in between light and night to witness its cliché of leaving us behind entrusting that we’d be fine … Continue Reading My sun
At fifteen I got my first kiss at seventeen I was touched below my waist at nineteen my virginity wandered … Continue Reading At
I just want you alive again