I am ever rotting flesh.
I am trapped in my own mind.
I am an angel fallen too long ago to remember.
I am her tiny hands ever covered in blood as she tells herself she is no longer worthy of love.
I am her wings broken and muddied and her own claustrophobic skin.
I am a hell of my own creation.
I am
I am
I regretfully am.
Mar 30
Mar 30, 2026 at 2:00 PM UTC
I am ever rotting flesh.
I am trapped in my own mind.
I am an angel fallen too long ago to remember.
I am her tiny hands ever covered in blood as she tells herself she is no longer worthy of love.
I am her wings broken and muddied and her own claustrophobic skin.
I am a hell of my own creation.
I am
I am
I regretfully am.
