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beneath a cluster of trees
i looked up and imagined
the most beautiful wooden house
i didn’t change a thing about the trees
instead, i thought how id change myself
how would i be a most
humble tenant of the trees?
id rather strip to my feral roots
than see these sturdy beings
be shredded into nothing more
than a suburban museum
for my hoarded collection
of cute shiny human things.

sometimes i think id rather let it all go,
and just climb a tree.
ain’t got an appetite
can i borrow a light?

can’t sleep at night
can i borrow a light?

im tryna get high
can i borrow a light?

im ******* done with this life
can i borrow a light?

i’ve descended through hell’s open doors
and i can’t see ****, lost my torch

so can i borrow a light?

im gonna pocket that ****
can’t face my demons in the dark
its over if i see you on tinder
hook, line, and sinker
cant **** with my heart
like you ****** with his wiener
girl, i thought you were my queen
and I was your lover
i bent over backwards
now you’re bending your back
over some other brother
laying flat on the mattress cover
he can’t even top
like he knows what you want
but you say you want ****
like that’s equivalent to love
don’t lie to me and tell me
that you didn’t love my mouth
i wasn’t born with a stiff
but you said I was enough
just enough, i guess
for a lady who doesn’t give a ****
about who she *****
i hope you find the best *****
with no strings attached
and when you’re just about to quit it,
your **** gets stuck like a
chinese finger trap
burned a hole in my jeans
cause i smoke too much ****
made love with my hands
cause my ex doesn’t miss me
sent nudes to a fuckboi
cause **** it, im lonely
just show me a good time
and then you can ghost me
you ever think that maybe the reason
I blame you for the constant pain
from trauma 10 years ago
is because I spent the last 9
blaming myself while nothing changed
I want a shrine for my remains
A hole full of dirt & creepy crawling things
No preservative fluids pumped in my veins
Just bury me in silk & my favorite rings

I will not pray to extend my existence
I will not be received by the omnipresence
I am undisturbed in my terra firma pocket
with fungus sprouting from my eye sockets
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