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julianna Aug 2019
I own a heart                  
                     Dark and pumping
It helps
        And it hurts.                                                           It’s near to me
It’s always here

                 Blue and red flashes,
Flesh.  
Blood red.
                                             Soul.
julianna Aug 2019
I wish you would come back.
What’s left over now that you’re gone?
julianna Aug 2019
Mixed with shame,
A tint of red that calls my name.
Tiptoe around the subject,
Or else you’ll see me burst.
Holding all these things inside
Makes me feel worse.
julianna Aug 2019
Guilt,
Spotted on my bones
Spilled along my guts
Crawling up my spine
To greet my eyes with tears.
Why so guilty?
  Aug 2019 julianna
Jay
I'm left to wonder in my sheets
Why I'm not fit to die tonight
In a thrilling blaze
With a hint of shame
Does it matter if I have a name?
I'm all good tho rn but it comes to mind sometimes
julianna Aug 2019
RE-
Doubting this is it,
The panic starts to set in.
It’s starting again...
Is this my forever?
Relapse
Replace
Release
Relapse
Replace
Re-
julianna Aug 2019
MCR
Tell me what to do.

I never write about anybody else
But me.

I can’t forget everything and anything.
It’s all or nothing.
All or nothing.

Black & white.
Forever.
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