chloevd

I was always afraid of darkness,
but then I realized the only thing I was afraid of, 
was my mind. 

c.f.

my lungs, 
infatuated by the smell of smoke, 
all I know, 
is my walls, 
are going up in flames.


c.f.

you used to leave one kiss on my head.
now I could be pronounced dead & 
you'd act like you care.
about the memories,
left.
like broken glass on the kitchen floor.


c.f.

he loves me, he loves me not.
im not your ************* flower &
i have no more petals to be picked. 


c.f.