#missthem
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, souls shatter up too:}
dear heart on glass
dear hands on a stance
dear soul on torns
dear fingers on tires
dear mind on empty
dear thoughts on screams
dear God on the heavenly winters
my pen is hindered
because of the dreams I refuse to remember
too hard for me to surrender
to cage my fury into fonts of lavender
I want them back
demand the need demand the lack
of the splutter of my nerves on the thrilling track
can life become more lifeless than that???!!!
want my body on a panic attack?
or the blades to sharpen their steeps their venture
to cut deep to flush the ink and stain it on keep
or maybe an abandonment
shut of the door they said they inclined
tires no more for a feel
-------ravenfeels
Apr 12, 2021
Apr 12, 2021 at 4:38 PM UTC
We were reckless and fury
We were beaten and broken
We were rebels and leaders
We were young and fierce
We were demons and saviors
We were carefree and dreamers
We were wolves and wild
We were family not forgotten
In time the memories will bring us back
In time we will run free once more
In time we meet again to remember
In time there will be smiles and laughs
Apr 28, 2018
Apr 28, 2018 at 4:10 AM UTC
Her mom's old watch,
Her dad's old diary,
Became her new company...
Dec 3, 2016
Dec 3, 2016 at 3:53 AM UTC