I do not need you to save me,
But I do need you to hold me while I rest.

It's okay to mourn the things you never had,
As long as you don't let the grief consume you.

With her upbringing

She could have been a villian

Instead she chose righteousness

In my beginning some thing created this purposeless mess that stands before you
Knowing my best would never be enough and still pushed me through like some kind of fuuck you
To who?
To the future me, to the tragedy I'd become ultimately?
That's a ridiculously high baggage fee
Especially for baggage bestowed upon me
If there's nothing he can't do then none of this is how it had to be
But nooooo,
He had to go and put in that god ****** fruit tree

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Can't feel him breathing.
Still holding mine.


Soon to be stab wound. My eye.

It's grey. It's jelly. Blue-green snake crossing new sandy patch.


Baby believe me, Biloxi betrays me. Saw you in drawn out hues.

Herding colour and tone.

We hear your tears & my misunderstanding.



Hold on to me.



Momma' pull in. Yes, this gift for thee.
The sun to shine by noon. The moon we'd pull, closer.
What this flower sings, is memory.
A true friend, your palette. Mine laughing, muddled.
The thunder and the lightning heal my wounds.
Waiting on the refresher.
The coarse discourse of loneliness, I'm prepared.
Maybe yours, maybe mine.



Napkin on the table, swaddle my newborn with the damp one.



Wishing for that lonesome whistle's cry.
It's almost mine.



Somewhere in the graveyard.
If I hadn't asked, you'd remember.
Turn away.
If you hadn't asked, I'd be there.



Looking back, it's me getting better.
From there, it's me getting out of here.


I pull ticks out of Lethe so as not to run this anger dry


I put my teeth to steel.
Into fiery doors I pull.



Some wish.
Something for you.


For Adam.