i always talk about how much i think about hating you
but i think about loving you more,
and i think that says everything.
Dec 22, 2020
Dec 22, 2020 at 6:25 AM UTC
you opened up crimson
and i climbed inside.
crawling into your lungs,
i made shelter,
smothered—
drowning in your false promises of apathy.
do you know how terribly human you are?
Dec 18, 2020
Dec 18, 2020 at 12:45 PM UTC
a forgotten face disguised as a false promise, i cannot stop my eyes from staring at a picture of you: i am holding onto you with every last breath.
i am trying so hard not to burn under the amber gaze of the ring that you used to wear as you traced my skin with your fingers and from your eyes fell snow and you whispered
i love you, i love you, i love you.
the worst thing about this all, is that if, by some miracle, you were to return i would carve your name into the heavens and repent all of your sins because i still ache for you in an unforgotten, unimaginable way.
Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 2:17 PM UTC
trigger warning: abuse
here it is again,
that familiar feeling
of subjugation
bruised wrists
lips
hips
so desperately missing that aching sensation,
the one which shows that he loves you
enough to use your body as a canvas
for his masterpieces
but this time
you fight back
and this angers him
for your body is not small
enough
to fit in the
palm of his hand
he tries
but your long curls spill from his palm
and wrap around his arms,
slithering upwards
tightening around his neck
eyelashes like blades
carving and scraping out each artery
one by one
seas of cellulite gushing
and flooding into his
mouth
submerging him deep
under the rivers
of your divine revulsion
he usually isn’t the type of man
to surrender
but the way roaring screams are
being ripped from his throat
and the way his usually
black eyes transform
into white flags
prove that
you are strong enough to
change everything.
Oct 20, 2020
Oct 20, 2020 at 7:06 PM UTC
I wish my confessions would fall upon a heart that will listen
Oct 20, 2020
Oct 20, 2020 at 4:04 AM UTC
Last night you made me feel alive,
For the first time in forever.
But not the kind of alive that she made me feel—
Because she made me feel like the world
in which we live in is enchanted,
When I touched her I believed in magic,
And I finally understood what it meant
To feel infinite at the hands of another soul.
I kissed her dizzy on the bathroom floor and an unnamed heaven was discovered in her lips.
Oct 19, 2020
Oct 19, 2020 at 6:48 PM UTC
My relationship with Death is impeccable
Those thoughts now feel like home:
Like peace and serenity
Without them I would be skin and bone—
But futile lungs and a heart that doesn’t beat.
Death makes up the very backbone of me
Without Her I would be nothing.
Her shadow arms embrace me in my dreams
Black lips kiss at my aching hips,
She greets me in bed.
Today we were announced married.
Her dark veil awaiting me at the collapsing arch,
Heart in my mouth
I mutter curses and in return She incites,
Invites.
We are one,
The way it always has been.
Oct 19, 2020
Oct 19, 2020 at 5:24 PM UTC