pluviophile Sep 21
if only you could ever know what you've done to me

ink stained my skin from where i wrote hate letters to myself

scars line my skin from where i tried to cut out everything i hated about myself

fat clings on my bones for dear life because i tried to starve it off

pain still flows along with my blood, traveling from my mind to my heart

if only it could leave with all the blood i tried to lose
pluviophile Sep 4
sun
you are like the sun
i might be flying too high
wanting you
you are further than i can reach
but close enough to hurt me
i can feel you melting my wax as
i come closer longingly
ignorant of my own doom
because i only realized
how little i knew you
so as i make a last attempt
my own wings tear apart
and i'm left
falling alone
pluviophile Sep 4
my dreams aren't shattered
i'm not devastated
i just realized
that what my dreams are
might just always be dreams
and it's time to focus on reality
pluviophile Aug 27
i'm immediately consumed
by the darkness around me
and i look for an escape
behind me is the light outside
but i can barely reach it
it's so close
but running away
i can only move forward
into the unknown
and i already regret it
pluviophile Jun 12
the most sarcastic side of me
is like a bully in my head
every time mom said that she loves me
the bully replies
do you really though?
  Jun 5 pluviophile
Medusa
no apology
just sleep


sleep
what a strange

word
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