lyz-yearicksWhisper

20 / F / American
SnowSnow / Has fallen / For so long / In my mind / It's been / Numbing / All the feeling / Deep inside /
1m
Jul 15, 2020
ParalyticIt happens. Will it go on? ---- / My mind a rock, / No fingers to grip, no tongue, / My god the iron
Sylvia Plath3m
Apr 18, 2020
ReflectionsI am made of fractal dust / My ashen skin will turn to rust / My insides surely will combust / We al
1m
Apr 18, 2020
My Mechanical PencilMy mechanical pencil lead keeps breaking, and somehow it feels like a metaphor for my life
1m
Apr 18, 2020
Marionette CityParodies of ourselves / We are / Walking perfection / Aren't we? / We are / These careful little / B
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Mar 8, 2020
Rusty Pen, Rusty SwordOften there is ecstasy in pain / It lures us like we're insects to a flame. / Though thousands die /
1m
Feb 22, 2020
Icarus GenerationI need to remember my Gods are by my side, / I'll be a lonely bite of truth in this belly full of li
2m
Apr 3, 2019
J/M.L.I have felt / panic / in places of peace. / I can't always / know / when people see me. / For who I
1m
Jul 18, 2018
Your Little Voiceyour little voice / Over the wires came leaping / and i felt suddenly / dizzy / With the jostling an
E. E. Cummings2m
Jul 15, 2018
Snake SkinReveries, / and silent dreams, / of which I wake from when I sleep. / If I dream, / if I don't just
2m
Jul 15, 2018
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