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Roselyn Apr 2019
there is laughter here
it hides behind their vacant gaze
so far, and yet so near
resting in a forlorn haze

we are boundless
loose ends untied as we
stare blankly into this mess
unforgivingly
Roselyn Mar 2019
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Roselyn Feb 2019
i long for you.

your sharp gaze and steely eyes looking into mine
lips twisted down, a lie prepared on your tongue
strength and perseverance etched into the scars on your skin

but you are gone now.

replaced by doe eyes and a gentle embrace
sleeves rolled up to reveal beauty and virtue
your wounds are faint aches, scabbed over but still healing

and yet, somehow, i still feel worthy.
Roselyn Jan 2019
2am
outside, it is cold and dark and cloudless.
but my soul is on fire, my thoughts are dim and my mind-

i go for a walk.

outside, i breathe. i gasp for air and look up, up, up (outside, it is cloudless)
the stars are shining so bright, so i dance and sing and laugh and-

i leave during the night.

outside, i am flying on the swings of an abandoned playground
and it is high high high low low low high higher higher higher (i dance and sing and laugh and)

i fall.

outside, there is a child laying on the gravel pit of an abandoned playground
arms and legs twisted, fingers broken, eyes staring at the stars shining so bright

and she laughs, and laughs, and laughs.
Roselyn Jan 2019
i dream about you, sometimes.

after days when im full of caffeine and "what ifs", nights

when i cant fall asleep until the blue flows back into my bedroom walls

when i cant seem to shut off the dreams and nightmares

when i cant make my memories fade along with the light


a faceless being

someone ive never known, yet i know you better than anyone else

you're the warmth pressed to my back

you're the comfort in this worlds apocalypse

you're the thing i never knew i longed to have, until i didn't have you.
Roselyn Jan 2019
imagine laying on the woven spread of your lovers bed

head pounding from one too many shots, the morning sun shining just a bit too bright

your mind is fuzzy and you can't remember when their eyes blinked open

corners of lips stained red quirk up

they whisper good morning, leaning in

the world fades and your soul is on fire

electricity shooting through veins, washing away any lingering fatigue

arms envelop you, heads tucked under chins, feet intertwined as you realize that

this is what it all was for
Roselyn Jan 2019
once, i was forsaken.
forever a beggar of scraps
left to salvage by the wolves

oh, how they loved me.

youth dimmed my eyes as they howled
antonyms of innocence crashed to its knees
lost as their fangs dripped venom onto patch-knit jeans
they moaned as i gave way to the fading storm, and
you brought me back to how it was before.

— The End —