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Oct 2022 · 167
her
Pretty girl Oct 2022
her
I remember who I was before it happened
I smelled like cherry
My skin was always clean
I hope I have what it takes to find her
She was light
The kind that fills your chest
She is like happy tears
So full and good
I Miss her louder when my silence is at its most quiet
I hope she finds me too
Apr 2022 · 629
Realization
Pretty girl Apr 2022
I was afraid of loving and being loved
I believed love meant consumption because I always let it consume me
I wrapped myself too tightly
around them
To be as close as humanly possible…
to ensure that it was love
Losing yourself in another
It was poetic and disgusting
I believe love was being everything
It was fear
It was a high
But that is addiction
Should love not be addictive?
Not transactional
I wanted to earn it
Now I am afraid I’m not enough
I always was
More so now that I know what love is not
Mar 2020 · 252
I wanted to tell him
Pretty girl Mar 2020
maybe it just wasn’t perfect timing
But who said we had to be perfect to love infinitely?
I’ll tell you I love you infinity if you would just...
Let me.

I wanted to tell him that I’m sorry
Because victims live in a loop of uncertainty and I don’t blame others for emotions that are all my own

I wanted to tel him he’s all I ever wanted
That I can wait an eternity if I have to because to me this was all we ever were
Two souls destined for eachother

I choose you every time
I’ll never stop choosing you

You’ve really got to **** me
Send me into oblivion or
Nothingness
before I let you no longer know me

No matter what happens I love you
With my whole heart

You told me soulmates are a thing of the past
That thing I keep running from
It seems to keep catching you


je te libérerais si je le pouvais
(I’d break you free if I could)
Apr 2019 · 2.6k
.Period.
Pretty girl Apr 2019
i am but a child with my eyes closed believing i am invisible
cloaked in my own curiosity
i tiptoe over sentences and ask about big words like
what does ******* mean?

My mother told me don't ask for it
What is it?
How do I paint my nails red without smearing the Polish?

When i felt (becoming a woman) run down my legs along went my wonder, childlike
My body was now poetic in the way it wrote verses across the pad
Jul 2018 · 502
Angelic fuck up
Pretty girl Jul 2018
:I am the taste of stale lemon cookies from grandmas pantry

I am room temperature coffee staining your tongue and stomach lining

A small tickle in the back of your throat causing gigantic miniscule sweet baby coughs

Not enough

A shower that just can't seem to get warm

I am entirely too underwhelming
Me.
Indelicate angelic **** up
Beige walls to match my mild touch.
I do not burn
You're feelings never hurt
Id say I'm sorry but my voice is a humming of drums on fingertips
Sticks beat the vibration of voice off it
My slushed thoughts slashed into I have nots caused you lots and lots of boredom so you stopped listening to me accept i don't think you were ever listening for me cause you just wanted to hear a story about a **** girl whose hips made circular movements not innocent but there were pink cotton ******* and i hade baby lips
Draft. -pretty girl
Jun 2018 · 291
Sampson
Pretty girl Jun 2018
Noble knight arms himself with half smiles that fill the spaces of conversations he can't find words for

He, indelicate yet so fragile you'd think his bread bits would crumble neatly into a pile of precious innocence

He's a sunshine boy so bright i had to sheild my eyes
I hate it when tears leave his eyes

I wish to sit behind him and draw pictures on his back of all the things i don't know how to say

"Sampson. Do you ever pretend your life is a movie cause you'd rather have happy cliches than tragedy?"

"Yeah."
-pretty girl
May 2018 · 403
Say
Pretty girl May 2018
Say
I live in a state where the girls are not gay but the culture is
Where my boy only tells you he loves you when it's convenient
When your i love you's are only true if they come with the gift of your body

I live someplace where the women do not bloom often
The girls have guilty minds from putting dainty things on display while men find joy in plucking them but we do not tell dad
That nice man is giving girl attention
She asks her self if this is love

Little girls are too little and too big too
They tell you let your mind grow but dont let your bodies move
Girls who are tight with mature minds are for men who lack depth
Who have bottle caps for heads cause there's no water room

Shave your ***** cause he wants you too
Plus your legs cause he wants those smooth
Say "please" and "thank you" Pretty girls gotta be polite
Say "I'm sorry." cause existing upsets the balance of their breathing

If you woulda been sweeter you coulda saved yourslef another breakdown
"But i love him." say
"Im sorry
Sorry.
Sorry!
sorry..."

I appologize.
May 2018 · 304
Pressed flower petals
Pretty girl May 2018
I've become accustomed to sending her letters of I love you and pressed flower petals between pages I call ribs
My powdered heart is so fine you'd think i wouldn't be able to find the bits

She brought her delicate finger tips to press against it
I told her of a treasure i had found on my bedroom floor trying lure my skeleton from it's sacred slumber

She said she needed a knight on her quest to free her princess bones so I said yes
We battled sleep demons with pillow underbellies to tell eachother our calorie counts

I promise we're not sick just as lovely as it gets
-A friend
May 2018 · 248
She called them Snowflakes
Pretty girl May 2018
Do you know how many birthday wishes i wasted on mermaid tails and doll skin?
I wanted to be as white as ariel in the arms of a boy who loved a girl without a voice
My cousin calls them snowflakes but she is just as prissy as the flowers who didn't love her as much as she loved their skin...
I wanted to waste away my melanin
I wanted to blend
I've lost count the tears I used to water my dreams of dusty rose cheeks and freckels
I am-
Im not sure of what i am.
But i think she is meant to be as she is
Let's let her grow a while longer
A differnt plant entirely. Naturally. Lovely.
Apr 2018 · 189
Relapse
Pretty girl Apr 2018
I can feel my collar bones though my stomach grows?
Weird how i always hear it groan.
I feed her calories yet it's not enough.
Most times I feed her nothing but ana says it's still too much.
So i walk stairs at night cause she never lets me sleep.
If i chew my nails the stubs I'll have to keep.
I can't sleep at night i tell you I think i might decay.
Im decaying is what they say.
I can't count in maths but my intakes to the decimal.
Silly me thinking i should let myself feel full.
How come im only pretty when im dying?
I haven't written anything real for a few months but this came to me tonight.
Mar 2018 · 257
Eating is not an activity
Pretty girl Mar 2018
The hot coffee told my bones they weren't growing and you know how words are like pop songs
Or maybe it's the other way around because pop songs are just words...

Im singing meaningless lyrics to notebooks
Im a fool
They tell me if im too picky my fingers will fall off so now im indecisive

I told them I can't eat that
im a **** good liar because once id lost my taste buds on a count of hot coffee

I can't eat THAT

Well then why is my stomach full?
As well as marrow whole
This is a dumb draft because i forget the better poem i kept in my head. This is what i came up with using some lines i could remeber. I gotta remind myself to write things down sooner.
Sep 2017 · 270
Uh-naturally pink cheeks
Pretty girl Sep 2017
I didn't think you'd ever want me
In fact i dont believe you ever will
You deserve girls who are pretty and petite
Ones that you never see eat or drink
I am entirely too real
My tummy isn't flat
My taste in music is specific

I make you cringe into yourself
But this is just an assumption
You don't like me
And i can't be myself
So you see i don't think you ever will
You cant if im invisible
You cant if im not real
Sep 2017 · 255
Teeth and tongue
Pretty girl Sep 2017
I stopped speaking when i realized it didn't matter what i had to say

It won't change the world anyway

It was mindless chitchat

I filled in the blanks

But they looked confused
So silent

I stay
Pretty girl Sep 2017
Some people say that mirrors show us the future and some say that they show us an alternate universe
When I looked in I saw eyes
and
In mine I saw uncertainty
I did not know whether I wanted to live or die happy
Pretty girl Aug 2017
We had candy hearts and you were walking poetry
we spoke the language of eyes I see humans but no Humanity
Rainbows are gray to black and white in between
shoes are on the other foot but fitting it can't be
TV for sir television and televisions show images but the images are figmants of a mad mans imagination
His name is God
That's what we call him at least
we're his ****** up creation
I am backround not backbone
Actors are cast in my own dreams to play me because i was not perfect enough to play myself
Now children... When i say the language of eyes i mean instead of lips we met minds because of our thoughts curiosity
Our tongues did not lock but instead they flow freely
"The man" wanted us stuck not in control so he gave us color protectors but i like using crayons cause they're messy
Pretty girl Aug 2017
Someone once told me that time was not real
Made up
Just some concept but i believe he is in denial
The evidence is in the aging faces around us
It is in birth and death
and i find it so wonderful how beautifully helpless we are
You will die and in a while there will be no one to remember how good your mother's homemade pies were
or that you could do ALL of your splits But we have memories of eachother although we die at least we go together and... To me that is enough.
Jun 2017 · 428
JUST frIends
Pretty girl Jun 2017
Im ready for you...
I always have been

Don't worry
I know the system is wrong
The whole **** system is wrong

But

I know what we are
I know what we're not

I won't let my irises bleed and the falling collect on my pillow

I wont let it turn to dust and waft around my room

I won't let my loneliness keep me company every night

I will not breathe the air that you exhaled into my life

I'll let you touch with no feeling because you made yourself clear

So tonight when you call me i will listen but not pay attention because when you hand somone your happiness and they leave

They take your happiness too
Jun 2017 · 489
Yeah...
Pretty girl Jun 2017
I miss the "we" we were before there was just me

I.miss.us
Jun 2017 · 274
Inside out
Pretty girl Jun 2017
Im dying...
But we all are
Bodies ticking time bombs
Fruit slowly going rotten
Inside out
Outside in

Im depressed
But we all are
Because he told me i just felt too much
My depression was just my sadness and my imagination playing tag all over the play ground that was my thoughts

My words were hot lava so them we'd never touch
I was simply sad and could not find sentences so that meant my feelings simply did not exist

So... When i say that i am dying i don't mean generally

I mean my opinions of myself betray me
And i love hating myself for all that i can't be
Perhaps i should
just leave
Jun 2017 · 305
Ink laced words
Pretty girl Jun 2017
Every year it's like I'm someone new because i keep breaking off peices of myself and putting them in the places i can never return.

I gave him a small chunk of the stone behind the cage we call ribs and he threw it to the ocean because keeping it in his pocket weighed him down

I've cut peices of my brain away. I whispered my thoughts to papers with ink laced words and everytime something new would form old bricks would break to make room for new ones

My emotions were stolen by shadows who said if you are anorexic you have to be underweight and depression isn't real we all just happen to be very dramatic. My hands shake not from this lack of food

STARVATION
But the anxiety that always leaves me hungry and worried about things i can't control. Like weather getting lost on the way to greet me and if these pants will fit today

The truth is im afraid to grow old. I feel myself slipping and i don't want to lose the me i am now. I already miss who i was and im afraid of what ill become because not being able to remember who you were makes me feel so hollow and full of grief that it rolls out my eyes and down my cheeks
Jun 2017 · 362
Why am i single?
Pretty girl Jun 2017
I.  am.

told

that i come off as

a...
        sarcastic



                        *******

It's just that...
i.
have a sense of

humor...
On more than one occasion
Jun 2017 · 209
Hell
Pretty girl Jun 2017
She wasn't simple
And she didn't love easy
But
When she did
You were stuck on her
Like
Beautiful confusion
Because being figured out meant you knew yourself
And she had been lost
And may forever be
Jun 2017 · 218
Then what was it?
Pretty girl Jun 2017
We walked beside each other silently again. We stopped and he let the back of his cool hand brush my face from my temple to my jaw. Electricity flowed through our connecting skin making the breaths we both took shallow and deep all in one moment. We swayed against eachother and played connect four with our finger tips. Our expressions were mixtures of uncertainty, excitement, and devilish thoughts came to the surface. We revealed what is most precious to eachother.
Jun 2017 · 215
Lilly
Pretty girl Jun 2017
Everyone is beautiful to someone but i wanted to be beautiful to him
Jun 2017 · 425
Squirt
Pretty girl Jun 2017
She likes cupcakes for dessert...
Hers were lips that have touched coke and *****
Limbs un-outstretched because she never did like the way they played hard to get
See if they kept it up she'd be a no one's girl but wasn't that better than being that guys girl
She was odd
I think that made her perfect
Because she was absolute and complete
Absolutely completely something i believe to be mysterious
She was a believer in space
And didn't need to define gravity because it wasn't ever keeping her down
She walked above it on grass greener than the other side
And although her milky lips were frosted them she would never lick
Easy people couldn't bite her because she kept close her finger tips
Jun 2017 · 328
70% water
Pretty girl Jun 2017
I was seventy percent water and thirty percent something i could not quite define.
I wanted to be witty... Thin and pretty. They called me too tall due to the fact that i could never reach the top shelf. I made that nickname up myself. I like irony and people who use their hands while telling stories.
I enjoy watching people's emotions skip across their face. We are a predictable people and you thought you were hiding behind a mask but your acting wasn't so great.
No one cared enough to look a little closer or stay a little longer. Every laugh you laughed has gotten quieter instead of louder and im afraid to find you again we'll need a ladder. You think on cotton clouds made of candy and kick yourself because you thought no one could see. Im paying attention darling and i can see you're not shallow. You were a puddle so deep they believed you were imaginary. They don't care but you're not alone. Just lonely. Would you like to join me?

You are 70 percent water and thirty percent something i cannot define but i know that it's lovely
Jun 2017 · 230
Death becomes her
Pretty girl Jun 2017
They said
smile
So she tried to
LOOK
Alive
Lights flashed
And so
She
Closed her eyes
And death
She
Became
Jun 2017 · 218
And starving
Pretty girl Jun 2017
She wanted men to finally look at her with hungry eyes instead of disgusted expressions.
Pretty girl Jun 2017
They said
You have to be skinny to be anorexic
And
I
Believed them
Because it was never about how much i wasn't eating or the fact that i was always cold in a warm room
It was a girl who's body carried so much weight
Her head sagged from the emotion and her eyes sunk in
How many pushups can you do before the room goes fuzzy
Want to ******* uneat myself to nothing
Jun 2017 · 293
Tonight
Pretty girl Jun 2017
I fell in love with the moon but i do know that without the sun the moon would be as invisible as i feel.
Jun 2017 · 177
Why?
Pretty girl Jun 2017
It was as simple as "I'm sad."
Jun 2017 · 243
Another day
Pretty girl Jun 2017
And in that moment she realized just how truly insignificant she was. "No one cares." Another thought she couldn't control bounced around her brain waves as she tried to find air but reality would never let her come up so forever she will be dragged down.
Jun 2017 · 200
Night people
Pretty girl Jun 2017
I'm so lonely i could drown...
Im serious. Let's talk.
Jun 2017 · 227
Cardboard Kid
Pretty girl Jun 2017
My head brushed the bottoms of clouds blending my thoughts into dreams.
Nightmares were already reality so really there was nowhere to run. Not even slow...
I say "This side up. Fragile."
See i was a cardboard kid cut out of cereal boxes no longer able to sit up straight. Soggy from milk and everything else. My arrow is down like my eyes on the side walk as i try to find a balance between depressed and okayyyy....?
Every tiptoe on the curb... I kick at nothing and hold my breath at every crack hoping it won't swallow me whole but still hoping it will slow me down. Make me still like a stain. They never truly leave and so we are left with a memory.
I was never "decoration."
I was hot chocolate on white blouses and liquid lipstick on collars of shirts not my own. I'm leaving and im disastrous. But... I will not be forgotten.
Memory memories mark unforgettable remembered depressed sad suicide
May 2017 · 319
Hello?
Pretty girl May 2017
I knocked but nobody answered. I assumed you were all dead.
May 2017 · 238
Oblivion
Pretty girl May 2017
Sadness is just a hole that you have to fill with distractions
If you don't it will get bigger. It will grow until you are just exactly what you tell yourself you are.
nothing

Not even a shell would remain
that would mean there is still a peice of you left inside pushed out

Sometimes I enjoy being sad though
I know that sounds insane but you see...

I'm not ever completely happy
But I can be completely sad and it feels good to be whole
I can dig myself a grave so deep when you look up you see a sky full of stars

I know that isn't right
I don't want to be right though
I want to eat everything and not at all in one moment

I stare at light bulbs and pretend that I am in the middle of my death
I try to play my life in my mind but when i press play it's like staring through glass

As clear as lipgloss smothered over lolipops and it makes as much sense as stripes paired with polka dots

I have always and will forever be the definition of oblivion

"the state of being forgotten, especially by the public."
May 2017 · 243
We
Pretty girl May 2017
We
There is no we in giving up. There's only what could have been and that glass bottle that held my tears.
I never remember him drinking them. Just that i had cried so much they were gone.


I slid into my body trying to barricade myself behind scar tissue. I had to stop them from bombarding me with silly questions and lies. "Like ummm yeah I'm alright"


I twirl my hair and twist. I close my eyes real tight and shake away the memory of his grip. I cant ever really escape the things ive seen because like they say once its over we cant UNsee

I wish i were dead but i also wish that i didn't wish that i were dead. You dig?
So now that we have giving up my mouth is tasteless.

I think its been for a while and i was just so caught up in emotion i couldn't tell but we... I mean me. I don't have much time for feelin things anymore.

I like to think that we all die. You do it yourself ir life does it for you... But maybe life lays out your instruments and shows you clips on how to end your suffering because that's her way of saying goodbye.

She lets them know they're going because she's cruel. She only gives some a clean break... A sudden stopping of the heart. But I dont get that privilege i guess.
Apr 2017 · 376
The night is thirsty
Pretty girl Apr 2017
She carried herself across the tops of houses riding on clouds and when we pretend to sleep we make no sounds.
We hold our breath and let our chests rise and fall to the click-snap of opening doors and whispered fights.
The night was thirsty and more than happy to swallow your secrets.
We bump pillows while our lids flutter. open and closed.
We cloaked our ears trying to unhear words shimmy and shake against eachother.
Brilliant shouts shake the house and Shhhhhh is unnecessary when you're not where you should be
no longer in dreamless sleep
Lips lock and bad memories we keep
Cause they're ******* talkin about me
My heart goes da da da dummmmp
Skip trip jump
Cler........
..
...
..Plump
Stop. Waaaaiiiit... Um.
Did they hear me? No.
Da dump daaaaaadummmmm da dump
Too young for chest pains and migranes
That **** is for listening to all your kids talk at once
But i plan to have none
The darkness wraps it's fingers around my already broken neck
It makes a noose out of shadows and hangs me up for all the dead to see
it puts on my eye patches
Envades my mind cause I had the shakes bad today
Another blackout takes me but im afraid im already in too deep
Apr 2017 · 1.0k
But they thought I would
Pretty girl Apr 2017
We didn't break and we did not bend.
We swayed like toothpicks between teeth.
Sitting.
Silently smiling with cigarettes hanging from our bitter lips.
Smoking up the thing as if we were women who couldn't get enough lipstick.
But life bumped me and i smeared that ****.
See i wanted wintry hands and an almost nonexistent waist.
In order for that to happen my mind had to break.
I bent over backwards trying to get toa new body. I did cartwheels over calories and colored in a watery blue on all the pictures of food. I fade farther into myself the older i get and monsters ****** my imagination. There's a grave labeled "skeleton girl" that we're racing to. I Thought if skinny means dying then so be it. My mind already offed it's self when it analyzed my thoughts.
Feb 2017 · 461
Im kind of not in love
Pretty girl Feb 2017
there's this mask
Slap a smile on like it's lip stick
Say everything is grand
I like the way the waves meet the sand
Too quickly and then it pulls back
Like me in relationships
Like my mouth has a dance 
Says things in steps and likes holding hands 
My tongue misses beats and im back on the beach with my head in the **** of the sea
Smoke up bubbles and pretend im pretty 
Good thing ***** can't breathe 
They'd smell my ugly and abandon me
Shells i wear even in the heat
Goodnight moon
Forever asleep 
My secrets are padded which makes me comfy
Never have been
Feb 2017 · 535
DRAFT: Ceilings
Pretty girl Feb 2017
You see they say falling is easy
But what's easier is never having two legs to stand upon
Right about now i wish i had a knee to kneel on
the floor is known for wobbling
The Webbed ceiling likes cracking jokes
And we like to laugh until our cheeks split open revealing a diamond peice
Because your words are like jewelry
My ears cant hear your clinking teeth
But ive known your voice my whole life
It makes my body  weak
My bones are hollow
Im lost in a sea of wings
They flap around the water bottle i call my mind
Swimming is hard so you give me a ride
Isn't it ridiculous how much you can find peace in a simple sound
A vibration we encourage with our mouths
"Connection" sound it out
I kimda **** to expand on the ceiling part of this. I don't really want it to be a poem about love si i think ill take that part and make this into something else. Something better.
Feb 2017 · 1.1k
Tea cup
Pretty girl Feb 2017
i am a tea cup

I am a tea cup 
Round with a handle 
i am a handful 
tea too hot 
i live in a hotel 
the room a river 
things come and go
but i always stay 

i... am.... grey.
a tea cup who is rain 
and wind and leaves
leaves blow past you soaked in tea
technically... im not a tea cup 
but pretending is okay 

My plate is ugly 
im not clean 
people don't lift their pinky when they hold me

the message is seen
black all over me
inside of me 
T... E.... A...

it makes me shake violently 
im violet can't they see
My face isn't a face
but an opening 
my body not a body 
but a handle 

carry me
an ocean full of tea
Leaves from a tree
lined up delicately 

Wooden tea cups
A collection for the 
take me
drink me
break me
but do not set me free
Feb 2017 · 635
I call this art
Pretty girl Feb 2017
Someone said this to me. Sent it. It is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me so i thought id share.

I get really jealous when you wear showy clothes because I want to protect you, as my own. I want to hold your hair in my hands and just rub my face against it. Your face provokes a strong need to poke cheeks because yours are so kissable.
My dear,  how adorable you really are...it's a shame I won't get to do any more touching then a hug...
I am so grateful to have people in my life. You will always be my best friend and favorite human.
Kayden...
Pretty girl Feb 2017
1

Walking when the sky is at its darkest and the moon is reflecting everything i saw in you off of shiney objects makes me want to live in an ocean where giant luna pearls sleep for eternity. There is goodness within shadows... and there are shadows within you.  I think I need a new dictionary. I can't say the things im thinking. They are so small and insignificant compared to your beauty. Your thoughts are... something so precious. I'd like to see snowflakes melt on your lashes and dance down your cheeks. Im trying to understand what it all means. i want to sit so still and silent i can hear my own heartbeat and really I don't think i ever will.. because I'll always breathe and you can't be a statue when you're blinking. You ears can't focus when your breath is taken away. Steal my lungs and I will never learn. I'd very much like to trace the veins that twist and turn creating art along your arms.  Give your cuts butterfly kisses although i know it doesnt make things better. While you torture a fallen angel i cant help but think.. "Why him?" If i fall asleep id still not be able to reach my dreams. They're untouchable like the stone i keep behind the cage we call ribs. I hope you never see this...
I see him everyday but i miss him... something. There's something that's not there and I crave it. One day...
Dec 2016 · 533
Does he know?
Pretty girl Dec 2016
We haven't talked in months... you won't let me break up with you. Did you know you're driving me crazy? You carved "insane" into my lips. Now everything I say comes out like like a ****** getting excited about a pretty girl walking home.
I twitch and twist.
I cannot get enough rest.
If I am not sleeping I think id rather be dead. I DO NOT LOVE YOU ANYMORE. Well... not like i did yesterday. This pain is a dull throb always reminding me. Did you know I get excited about starvation? It makes me feel in control. I wanted to talk about it... You don't have time for me but you simply won't let me go. LEAVE
ME  
    THE
            ****
                     A
                         L
                           O
                             N
                                E
please for I beg... keep away
im a mess that you ******* ****** on.
im ruined but you seem to have caused more destruction.
the butterflies have morphed into lions. Ripping me to shreds from the inside out.

Let me love again
SoMEoooOne not yOOOoou <uuU!
let me paint again
you see... you've limited me to only shades of blue
I miss the grass.
I miss the grey of rain
Most of all i miss being OkAy

Don't you know? I'm sooooo not into you.
I just want tn this ****** up relationship over.
Dec 2016 · 444
Dolls have stars for eyes
Pretty girl Dec 2016
The light in her eyes twinkles like teapots and chiped  china
She is chiped china
She comes from a little town where bad things sometimes happen
Like double rainbows draining and dripping down to meet the land
Trickling hearts and minds into reality
You see... that's never where she wanted to be
So she made a casket called home
That's where the broken dolls go so they can rest in peace
Broken down dolly faces
Pouty lips now in different places
crevices and deep spaces
Spiderwebs in the glass that was once whole
Glass Crums licked up by demon babies with tongues ten feet long
Her tears are snow globes
Moisture containing storms of emotion
Like a dresser drawer filled with ocean
...Yes
Her eyes were once stars and shined with curiosity
But it burnt out long ago
Now her seeing tunnels are stained glossy
The world she cannot unsee
Dec 2016 · 1.6k
something spooky
Pretty girl Dec 2016
the demons creep closer to the bed
Each night one more inch
We... I see children with black eyes
They want me to let them in
So into my room i go to hide under the covers as if that would give me any more protection
Like I said before safety in fabric is a real thing
And if I can't see you then I'll assume you can't see me hiding under my sheets
Why can't angels gone bad leave me alone
And I don't want to go home
Because when I'm in my dark room its so loud I can't hear myself blink anymore
Oct 2016 · 412
Now did I?
Pretty girl Oct 2016
I fall deeper and deeper down the rabbit hole that is love
It's a trick
Now I guess you could say I believe in magic
What is love?
Is it three words and some voices singing sad lyrics to cigarettes and bottomless coffee cups?
Is it an itch im never able to scratch?
My fingertips brush against the spot but... you see my arms weren't long enough
Not ten feet long and such
Is it not for girls with low self-esteem and kinks?
Just for those sappy happy go lucky lunatics who believe reality is not a war.
The earth they walk upon a fairytale and not a battle ground.
So am i the coocoo bird with a death wish or they?
Maybe it is everyone else who is crazy...
But! I am the girl who wanted to die when i was granted life!
So that must mean i am insane
Gifts given and tossed away!
Stop!
Please i beg do not give to me!
I don't want health or anything else
I just want to lie in the ocean i have cried
the waves hold me just below the Surface.
I never did deserve air... now did I?
Oct 2016 · 408
my half of the collab.
Pretty girl Oct 2016
This is what I wrote. I feel like this and the collab gave off two different vibes and i liked them both so it says the same thing but this one is just me. I wanted to show whoever takes the time to read my garbage.

A shift in mood... my mind chases it's self in circles
Little wolf trying to catch its tail
What am i but a toy
A puppet pulled by strings
A soldier with puppy dog eyes not marching Gracefully
A ******* catastrophe
A ****** ******* mess
A brilliant battle moved
Now look and See my scar
Im happy then im not
my Mind Can't take much More
Im elated but depressed
A hyena filled with stress
I want to be alive and burried with the dead
A deaf canon firing when i please
When i want to stand i end up on my knees
I laugh at serious times
Like when the doctor is counting my dimes
Best to pay in tens for my therapy at nine
Bipolar disorder
I need to get my life in order...
Oct 2016 · 926
Stand. Still.
Pretty girl Oct 2016
I don't feel something
this feeling i feel is nothing
But with nothingness comes hope
that the world will come to a stop
freeze with icy waters
stand quiet 
and unafraid 
a snow global to skate upon 
everything in motion 
motionless 
action against us 
let out the hold stills 
and stop to stares
Ill sit and stare in a room that isn't there
Because i...am...here
Unmoving untouched
If the world stops..... luck
My body is hollow
My fears hard to swallow
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