50/F/Michigan Writing is a reminder that I'm still alive. A hippie with a gypsies touch. Hollow, trying to embrace the earths saliva. Ask me anything I'm very open and honest. 359 followers / 22.4k words
Ancient spirits, whispering into the wind Angels staggering, claiming sorrows Burning winds stroke the willow trees Illusions of Galaxies concrete flaws Blinded birds hatching sunsets Bones of disease devoured and shamed
Bitter planets nailed to the stars The earth's cage shadows As collarbones crack Rushing delusions over a birds tongue Gypsy girl sneering through hollow yellow teeth Drunken footprints in my eyes Floating through unfathomable distress My milky skin ingests hallucinations Trembling in this transparent fairytale Whirling layers of silence hibernating in a state of hysteria
Yellow , red and blue, this is the liquid sunshine, that annihilated my youth Seeking a antidote , as the birds huddle and roam A voice goes unheard Absurd, crazy, wacky, demented and a freak As the Vacant veins asphyxiate me
As I lay in the ditch With whiskey tingling my breath A chill rained into me, as I drown into my hair Tall grass swirls around entrapping me Plant me like a seed, with melting whispers As whiskey trees made of fireworks, unfold my despairs
Purple stamped sunbeams beneath the arch of the earth Quivering tears reveals the rays Grazed willows laced with sun kissed skin A bloodshot galaxy sputtering stars tucking the darkness in
I felt you put me on a pedestal Until the day you pushed me down A bridge of bruises spans our time I kiss the floorboards of broken promises Pieces of my tooth dance across the floor Yet, I handed you my spine A rope of glass shards I can't hold on The sky is corroded with my pain
Your hair catches the clouds, floating shadows of youth Skin drenched with beauty, lullabies and raindrops You're a night swimmer in the sea A daughter of a poet, with a morning tongue As your ribs split into shreds, shaping the rust along your chest Your fingertips touch the stars, erasing the nightmares of your scars