hey, everything will be alright.
don’t need to smoke secretly anymore
no need to cry in the bathtub,
and try to drown yourself everytime.
you will be happier, believe me.
noone will look at you differently,
they accept you now,
no need to cry after school anymore.
little one, no need to cut your hair off
believing that it will bring you luck.
you don’t need those sleeping meds
soon enough your insomnia will flee.
no more vomiting after every meal,
you will accept your body eitherway,
and you will love it more each day.
be strong, past me.
your depression won’t go away, im sorry.
there are no more summer rains
that you could dance in.
i still like sky ferreira, i swear.
you will bring peace to yourself,
with your big heart and tough soul.
no need to bleed for every little mistakes.
i promise you, right now, i am better.
little one, look at me.
you only have future you as a role model.
for you, i changed
please, no more sadness, no more blood
i swear, it gets better.
Mar 6, 2020
Mar 6, 2020 at 4:05 PM UTC
it has been a theatrical performance
a greek tragedy, one might say.
everynight i celebrate
praying to dionysus
and resting in his temple
drinking the fruit of pleasure.
i’ve been drowning myself with anger,
aphrodite is not on my side
didn’t get her blessing at all
it has been so awful
my life could be as compliated as the iliad
i harvest from hegemone’s plants
the leaf that makes me at ease,
a form of running away slowly.
the story of my tragedy
will be engraved in all of your memories
soon enough i will be in hades’ realm
perhaps grow some flowers,
with persephone blooming them easily.
but in this life,
the life that imitates an art form
in the form of a tragedy, a theatrical one
will be remembered
as a great performance, by me,
and myself only.
Mar 1, 2020
Mar 1, 2020 at 7:05 AM UTC
it's not that i don't trust you fully
i know you and her are friends, really
but i don't trust the sun you are under
i am scared you will love her
and i will be neglected again
going through my life in pain
it'a just my self confidence lacking
i don't want to start crying
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 8:06 PM UTC
i imagine your lips must be as soft as a feather.
every night i dream of you, in my dream we are both lovers, draining the night away with our acts.
i imagine your body, with my hands on it.
wishing i can actually touch it.
your face made my head spin in lust, i am drowning in my own ***** thoughts.
Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 4:22 PM UTC
P r e t t y p e o p l e
W i t h p r e t t y w o r d s
B u t t h e y a r e u g l y
T h e i r s p e e c h i s s l u r r e d
They never show
Their real emotion
While people watch
Their every motion
Everything they have
Is fake
If they'd notice
They would break
They're living in
A fake reality
They need to wake up
To actuality
We always talk
Behind their backs
If they knew
They would crack
They think we love them
They think they're pretty
But they really don't
Deserve our pity
P r e t t y p e o p l e
W i t h p r e t t y w o r d s
B u t t h e y a r e u g l y
T h e i r s p e e c h i s s l u r r e d
Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 11:31 AM UTC
I wouldn't even recognize you,
nor you I.
How we have changed and grown,
how the years and loves
have formed us.
How the trials have toughened
or beaten us.
I hope you are well.
I hope that the world has not
stricken the love from you,
and that the lives which
surround you and which you surround
still smile upon your kind soul.
I hope you have not been beaten too much.
I hope you have faced down more trials
than have faced down you,
and that the things which you have conquered
have been strengthening instead of
diminishing to your spirit.
Of all hopes, I hope that you still
find a reason to smile
every day.
Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 1:14 AM UTC
my anxiety is killing me
how many nights i've gone through without sleep
i cannot comprehend the feeling inside
the stairs i take are too steep
my legs are weary, they won't climb up
my anxiousness drowns me in darkness, yet i'm in drought
hearts racing, thoughts running, eyes searching for something grounding
every little mistake i make makes me so jumpy
only the pills she gave me can calm it
although i chug them down my throat
my own mind says those **** won't help me that it won't cure me
and now here i am, sitting mindless and thoughtless and with nothing to hold onto
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 6:27 PM UTC
in my next lifetime,
i will find you, and i will try
to make things work,
and will fight until my last breath.
in my next lifetime,
i will love you
like i never did before
and cherish you always.
in my next lifetime,
i'll make sure
that we will meet
and fall in love with eachother again,
more than this life.
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 9:48 PM UTC
We care more about
aesthetic obsession than
matters of the heart.
Jul 4, 2017
Jul 4, 2017 at 8:28 AM UTC
as the blade
dances on my skin,
as the pills
slide down my throat,
as the smoke
of the cigarettes
fills my lungs,
i find peace.
then i realised,
death
is my one true friend
Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 11:42 AM UTC