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 Jun 2020 Bea Burnett
Solomon
Pour water on me,
Set your bright eyes on me please,
And I'll grow on you.
 Jun 2020 Bea Burnett
Grey
WE CAN’T BREATHE
WHEN YOU COVER OUR MOUTHS.
6/5/2020
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 Jun 2020 Bea Burnett
Mikaila
Depression is
"I should shower now, while I'm still feeling okay."
Depression is
Drinking water with every bite because you don't want to eat.
Depression is
Having an audiobook on while you sleep to keep yourself from waking up vulnerable.
Depression is
Taking risks to try and reach yourself.
Depression is
Vivid memories overlaying themselves on reality.
Depression is
Wanting to do your schoolwork but being unable to find the strength.
Depression is
Not answering texts because too much interaction tires you out.
Depression is
Having to work harder than everyone else for the same result, and being called lazy anyhow.
Depression is
Sleeping for 14 hours and still being tired.
Depression is
The guilt that comes with finding one person who makes you feel good, and knowing you will burden them.
Depression is
Being left by your lovers or friends because they don't understand.
Depression is
Piles of ***** laundry you wish you had the inner fortitude to do.
Depression is
Wandering the empty roads in the middle of the night because you can't sit still.
Depression is
Reading a book whenever you are in public to ease the stress.
Depression is
Not always
Visible.
 May 2020 Bea Burnett
fustypetals
;
 May 2020 Bea Burnett
fustypetals
;
i dont know
why your name is still
the prettiest thing to write about.

—f.r
 May 2020 Bea Burnett
fustypetals
scratch my fingers
until it turns red
clenched my fist
till it left a crescent mark
hold my words
till my throat hurts

I'm tired,
keeping all this feelings on my own
living in fears
being scared of everything

I just want it to be over.

/f.r/
 May 2020 Bea Burnett
Maeve
1:59
 May 2020 Bea Burnett
Maeve
I lay here
In bed
Bathed in soft orange light
Thinking of you
And your phantom
Touch
And the tears that sting
My eyes when I think
Of you
And your soft, golden skin
And the pale amber that bathes my walls
And my face
And spills into the night
At 2 A.M. when I’m cold
And pulling
The rich velvet
Blanket of your laugh
Up to my chin
In the dark.
SHE SO...

she so beautiful
even music stops
to listen to her
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