Nov 2018
my eyes are bleeding honey and my veins are spilling red wine
the flowers wilt inside my heart and my bones are breaking like dead pine
the stars in my eyes have faded and the breath in my lungs is sedated
crumpling to the floor like tissue paper, transparent.
you like me when i’m like this,
I’m beautiful when i can’t breathe.
the flowers wilt inside my heart and my bones are breaking like dead pine
the stars in my eyes have faded and the breath in my lungs is sedated
crumpling to the floor like tissue paper, transparent.
you like me when i’m like this,
I’m beautiful when i can’t breathe.
i had a concept in my drafts with this when i was feeling like this (i'm not anymore) but i decided to tap into how i was feeling and finish it
