We met the night I broke sobriety.
You became something more Than a birthday kiss on the cheek.
Now I'm suffering hangxiety,
I just wanted to make you feel something
In all the places of your self
That you keep numb and weak.
Post-traumatic flashes,
I wake up to an empty mattress,
Alone with my hand in your *******
feeling up the ghost of you—Tucked between subconscious sheets
While just you smash snooze until early afternoon, Just Waste away the day,
Just so you can miss the kaboom
When this blows up in my face
(That's the prank.)
LOVEBOMB AND DISCARD
You’re gonna burn out hard Sweetheart 🖤
CUT AND RUN,
YEAH DIG THE DAGGER DEEP HON
Make me feel like I deserve this
cause I gotta be a ******* *********
To keep kissing your whip—
YOU ONLY TELL ME YOU LOVE ME
WHEN YOU’RE NOT SOBER
Some drunken emotion,
With the truth covered over,
YEAH SLUR IT LIKE YOU MEAN IT
then on with the silent treatment.
This might go on for weeks,
Until I'm vulnerable and weakened—
Then you’re feeding me toxic breadcrumbs
Of dopamine and oxytocin.
YOU’RE SPITTING HOPE IN MY MOUTH LIKE I’M A BABY BIRD STARVED FOR AFFECTION!
Oh Now the verbal abuse has begun, so I'm gonna take a step back from the barrel of your gun—
I don't know if you're hearing me
or thinking bout how to bite back—
but you really NEED THERAPY
and I think that you already know that.
Jan 28, 2025
Jan 28, 2025 at 11:30 PM UTC
Dear Miss Beauty Queen
Americana Daydream
Goddess to be honest
Wrapped in a crown of Midwest Mindset
I wanna be enveloped in the hope that you project
From your lighthouse
You beacon
You glow-up our city
Hey rising sign,
I wonder what it’s even like
To be in the shadow of the light that you shine
Libra Ascendant,
You’re just so **** inspiring
Like how Lake Michigan seems never-ending
Je nes sais quoi—
I’m just tryna find the right words for you
Arranged on your apartment floor
Weaving worlds
Into a collage of celestial imagery
I'm Stargazing into your galaxy eyes
Watching them burst and come to life
As you tell me all your big big plans
We all know that you ate
What if we’re great?
I swear to Goddess
You’re like a bad ***** Disney Princess IRL
Musing these dreams to take flight
with a little faith, trust, and some of your pixie dust
At the center of our city
Your heart is the art of the war
Dear lil Miss Helen of Troy-
You’re more than the reflection
of the ones that love you—
You’re how the light shines back
Spinning broken mirrors
EARTH THE POWER
Back from the ones that took your grace for granted…
JE Ne sAis quoi,
I'm just tryna find the right words for you...resilient
Jan 28, 2025
Jan 28, 2025 at 11:17 PM UTC
Bet I’m in the belly of the Beast
With this enemy ofMe
Do I fight or flight or Freeze?
Cause either way
this mother *******
coming straight At me
I was only a dark forest away
From where I needed to be
I never metaphor for anxiety
Like this one
*** Imposter syndrome
Mara’s army fires arrows
Of self-deprication
And self-doubt
And i hit the ground running exhausted
Hot and heavy heaving
To the four-on-the-floor
At the heart of the war…
She was doing yoga in the distance
And as she rose to mountain pose
I let my mind slip back into the prose
Where I fetishized her
Like some sacred ******* object
Caught in the act like Actaeon
Watching The Huntress bathing
Basilisk staring me down
Like Artemis cloaked
In her wild fury
And as she rose to mountain pose...
She held a crescent blade
To the throat of the horizon
Locking her eyes in
As she stood over Gaia’s mouth
Spinning up **** Magick
Earth the power back from the word
She channels power back from the void
From womb to tomb
To womb of the tomb
She creates
She destroys
Her body, Her weapon
Her own ******* choice
Dec 30, 2023
Dec 30, 2023 at 8:05 PM UTC
Do I sink,
Do I swim—
In dem eyes of Lake Michigan?
I got my hopes up again
Tryna stay afloat
While the world ends
So I’ll build a raft of
empty prescription bottles
And ride it out in the plastic sea
Let it engulf me
Beach hazards statement-
I’m coming alive again
I’m done asking the current to pull me in
I’ll leave the call of the void on read
While The waves are thrashing
At the sea wall
So just pin me up
against the lighthouse
And whisper me
sweet static nothingness
I’m coming
I’m coming
I’m coming alive again
Beach hazards statement-
You make me wanna give a **** and mean it
We woke up on
Subconscious shores
Wind whipping sand in our face
You’re hushing all my little wars
Holding tight in your embrace
Staring into me like
Life imitating art Defines catharsis
you’re the muse in
my mind’s moshpit
You’re the last
punk rock princess
Blowing out the speakers
In another castle
In your old skool vans
And your mc5 shirt
Leopard nuanced
Leather queen
The madness
To the meaning
Let’s get hyper real
In the surreal cerulean
So tell me,
Do I sink do I swim
in those swirling galaxies of Lake Michigan?
Cause I don’t even think about the end
Just an abyss of
Fear and desire conflicting
Oct 18, 2023
Oct 18, 2023 at 6:42 PM UTC
we used each others bodies
for the sake of art
let's not get pretentious
a lil rebellious
you're so punk rock
Like every meal is breakfast
coffee eyes
and
coffee lips
Sealed me in
2 money shots of
double sugar,
double c.r.e.a.m.
c*** rules eveything around me
You’re a such a
sweet heart Attack—
At the heart of the war
You weaved the guts I spilled
Into weapons
Aug 1, 2023
Aug 1, 2023 at 10:21 PM UTC
Blessed be the civil war
brewing in the newsfeed
I just hope both teams
have fun
If it’s not our bodies tryna **** us,
It’s confirmation bias
with a gun
Cause we live in a society
stranger than satire
Doomscrollin’ infinity
For the next dumpster fire
If all the world’s a stage
Then my anxiety
is a crisis actor
When all the world’s enraged
I’m screamin’ CLASS WAR
in the theater
Blessed be these antidepressants
With side effects like
suicidal ideation
Heaven left all thoughts and prayers on read
Now thats what I call
getting holy ghosted
Full send to divine abandonment
In a digital sea
of arrogance
Your favorite God is smashing
The laugh reaction
While the body count rises
Achievement unlocked: death to empathy
Is this ******* play about us
Or are we all just NPC?
Cursed with Main Character Syndrome,
Glitching out behind the scenes-
playing the victim
Is the origin of your villain
Cause we live in a society
Stranger than satire
Doomscrollin’ infinity
For the next dumpster fire
Just to tell everyone you’ve been enlightened
Feb 16, 2023
Feb 16, 2023 at 2:07 AM UTC
What if we kissed while I get 5150’d?
POV: I just met you
You’re in the dayroom oversharing me your
Sketchbook of celestial imagery
Running your fingers through my hair
Translating Le Petit Prince en Français
As you hold the English version-
Holding my head in your lap
I’m the womb in the wounds in your wrists
Filling the void
In your arms
where You just lost your baby;
Jul 17, 2021
Jul 17, 2021 at 12:31 AM UTC
Tryna brave the belly of the beast
But this enemy of me
Has got hands-
I’ve never metaphor for anxiety
Like this one
Imposter syndrome-
I was only a dark forest away
from who I needed to be
But feelings of self-doubt and inadequacy
Are twisting clouds so forebodingly
Mara’s army fires arrows
Raining streams of self-consciousness
Like I wasn’t ready to self destruct
on impact -
detonation
I laugh and share memes of self-deprecation
Social media the new god
Where we worship ourselves
By constantly trying to impress
everyone else
Venmo me Dopamine tributes
With the truth in a cave of
depression and
Isolation
Maybe Holly’s right
And I do need to be here
She shines the light
On the darkness
In the hospital wing
5th floor at Evanston
But I’m afraid I’ve grown too codependent
On this astral plane
I’ve projected
And romanticized
these Ambien nights
Only to awake neglected
Screaming out her name
In sleep paralysis
On a dark night-
When I’m manic
I try to live it out like I’m in a movie
Projecting inner struggles
As external conflicts
To make the scene more interesting
Until I’m in this final battle alone like Odysseus
Lost all my friends when the monster ate our ship and I took em for granted caught up
Between a rock and a hard place-
Depressed and Hyper-sexualization
when spring is here again
I’m in the first act dip
edging the ******
Stimulating the simulation
May 9, 2021
May 9, 2021 at 3:43 AM UTC
You’re no Harley Quinn
But you romanticize mental illness
Like a comic book villain-
It’s comedically tragic
To play with the full deck
Devoid the Joker
The worst part about mental health
Isn’t keeping it a secret
It’s just the revolution glamorized
To sell you more ****
Mar 6, 2021
Mar 6, 2021 at 11:45 PM UTC