anna-janelle - Hello Poetry

anna-janelle

anna-janelle

Portland the perfect muse for myself and everyone around me. hedonistic, ill, beauty chaser.

call told fire revenge feel life night sleep going hurts left months felt skin love heard years kiss forgot thing god feet friend shots set wonder fucking time drinking small heaviness hours met sink room hour turn beauty watch lighting man coat dream good untouchable day mourning houses heroin ash days guess eyes remember steel bed feeling throat vulnerable mouth looked salt wearing begging liquor arm best routine wounds case fur spent thought cellophane parents big dreamt people fathers pain burning happy head minutes watched pills smiles xanax forget chain rod walking yellow involved milk lace layers apartment sweetest laid charge marks alternating sound wished sitting rise mania fall telling screaming cool couches die gun sidewalk bonfire talked railing rivers jump bruise blue overcompensation fingers hazy lights waiting satisfy insinuation kicked men french tracks shift bruises opiate piercing pooling base pillow golden apple explained brought names singing standing arms tightly