I want it ugly, incomplete and disgusting.
Underneath by the sewers and where dead men lie.
Without traces of blood and the emptiness of kindness.
For my heart would go through the worst to be with yours. From blue to pink, to beyond the clouds, I just want to be with you.
Skeleton to skeleton.
I want it raw and ugly.
Where kidneys fill and white mist seize.
Where rats stink and music ache.
But oh my, when my soul reaches yours, it's intertwined with peace and beauty.
Blood covered with roses where I receive my oxygen.
For when I am with you, everything is at peace. Hunger is gone. And wishes are complete.
Eyes for you, over the sewers and between the rainbows. Dancing between your arms where my heart starts pumping.
Like a scar of tenderness.
Where diamonds don't crack.
Sweetcorn on my tongue and honey on my lips.
For you, complete me.
You make me want it ugly.
6d ago
May 28, 2026 at 4:41 PM UTC
I miss you
Like how the dawn scratches my face on the beach.
It aches, it burns, it crashes onto my mere conscious.
Reaching for you feels heavy, impossible
But for you, I'd pray to my God that I'll keep on reaching.
My sweet angel, open your wings and show me your beauty,
Shine towards me and cure my blindness
Rip me apart from the webs of doubt
Cling onto me until I say amen.
My sweet angel, your tears grows diamonds in my soul and closes the cracks in my grief.
I miss you as the night misses the day,
And as king David rejoices with his praise.
You're nothing short of a blooming flower of kindness.
My sweet Angel, I miss you, and every night I pray and give glory to my God that i have found you.
7d ago
May 28, 2026 at 4:23 PM UTC