it's genuinely hard to love someone
strapped down by numbness
wondering if this is a life i want
what are dreams and desires
when i ache and reject your proposal?
he's so sweet and neat
tear into me like a piece of cloth
needed to become someone's tourniquet
i gorge on your blood
until my nerves disconnect
despair laps me up like warm milk
and i am drowning in that pearly pool
plagued by visions of my ******
tears outline me beautifully
exactly how i imagined it to be
who am i to justify
the parasite feeding off of my existence?
i'm afraid of my reflection
she's the producer of the fake smile
i want to pull out my veins
and bundle them together for you: a bouquet
disenchantment veils my fatigue
so many voices and appearances
my, the masks i got begin adhering to my skin
it hurts to pull them off sometimes
but i do what i must
to preserve my identity.
Dec 9, 2025
Dec 9, 2025 at 2:25 PM UTC
it's genuinely hard to love someone
strapped down by numbness
wondering if this is a life i want
what are dreams and desires
when i ache and reject your proposal?
he's so sweet and neat
tear into me like a piece of cloth
needed to become someone's tourniquet
i gorge on your blood
until my nerves disconnect
despair laps me up like warm milk
and i am drowning in that pearly pool
plagued by visions of my ******
tears outline me beautifully
exactly how i imagined it to be
who am i to justify
the parasite feeding off of my existence?
i'm afraid of my reflection
she's the producer of the fake smile
i want to pull out my veins
and bundle them together for you: a bouquet
disenchantment veils my fatigue
so many voices and appearances
my, the masks i got begin adhering to my skin
it hurts to pull them off sometimes
but i do what i must
to preserve my identity.
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