I keep rotten food underneath my bed
Maybe it’s because my head tells me i’ll be better off dead
That underneath the ground there i’ll lay
Rotting like all of those flowers
Soon to decay
Nov 16, 2022
Nov 16, 2022 at 7:13 PM UTC
Is pain considered a drug when you keep coming back for it? For more?
May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 8:00 AM UTC
see beyond the words and faces
feel beyond the smooth skin
read beyond the print
breathe in more than the oxygen
run in messy houses
live beneath the bridges
seek more than what they can offer
but most importantly
always drink enough water
May 20, 2019
May 20, 2019 at 10:33 PM UTC
living in the daydreams in my head
i’ll take my pain pills and go to bed
lifeless, cold and dead
I’ve awaited someone to save this disgrace
but now it’s too late
May 14, 2019
May 14, 2019 at 9:52 PM UTC
down to the river, i’m leaving you behind
down to the river, i’ll cry and cry and cry
down to the river, please dry my eyes
down to the river, i’ll sing this lullaby
Feb 24, 2019
Feb 24, 2019 at 1:44 AM UTC
Dreams are better than my reality
even the nightmares
Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 11:55 PM UTC
My body thrills with fright
Sounds of his wounds linger at first sight
Leaving with scars on her wrists
He hit me and it felt like a kiss
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 8:53 PM UTC
Drifting to the liquid eyes, the echoes inside her, the wounds of the sky, distance widens across the shore,
She bawls in a silhouette, touching the wallowing hunger inside
Deep beneath the depths of light, glistens the empty tide
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 7:01 PM UTC
How do I escape the weeping skies
Where no one calls out my name,
I start to cry
Where the only touch I’ve ever felt is my own hand
The vision of my dreams reaches a lie,
I cant stand, I can’t cry, I can’t feel, I can’t say goodbye
Where do I escape the weeping skies, where the end of my sorrow dies
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 6:58 PM UTC