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divinity m Mar 17
divinity m Jan 7
i stared down a gun
i had pointed at my own face
but i never pulled that trigger
and maybe
you were part of the reason why
divinity m Jan 6
once my time has been cut short
do not put me in a pretty box
and leave me in an eternal sleep.
don't mourn the person i used to be.
instead, extinguish the fire
that was once inside me
with more fire.
disintegrate every peice of me.
scatter my ashes
across the four corners of the earth.
or drown them.
make sure i won't be able
to ever come back.
divinity m Dec 2018
its quite strange
being in this room
full of the living
and only being able
to focus on the emptiness
that surrounds the ghost of you

you've left your finger prints
all over this place
and your late night whispers
still linger in my mind
every time I close my eyes
your smile is there

so as much as others
might want to forget you
spread rumors about you
close the gap around your existence
or pretend they never once knew your name
I will not forget.
divinity m Dec 2018
earthquakes have nothing on me
as my shaking body shivers
trying to ignite some form of warmth
to fill my empty bones.
However my mind will extinguish
any flame that starts
for i have worked to hard
and to long
to be stuffed full like a plush toy
  Nov 2018 divinity m
Alex B
Someone stole my color
And threw it to the wind
Scattered like ashes
I don’t know if I’ll ever find it

Someone stole my color
From the face I know so well
I saw it in the cotton candy clouds
And the teal ocean swell

Someone stole my color
I guess that’s where it went
The world looks so much brighter
Like something heaven-sent

Someone stole my color
And that’s what no one knows
Depression isn’t black
It’s the color of a rose

It’s the light orange in a sunset
And the yellow of a peach
Light blue, my favorite color
So simply out of reach

Purple like my favorite eyeshadow
No, lavender, I’d guess you’d say
And my favorite music artist
Although he has passed away

Someone stole my color
Now everything’s too bright
I suppose sometimes darkness
Isn’t the opposite of light

Someone stole my color
So I’ll wear grey and black
As if in mourning
Until I get it back
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