"ethery" poems
It sweeps the time
The oblivion breeze
of your ethery eyes /
Makes my heart beat
Makes my eyes weep /
And makes two men
One with ginger beard
One with black moustache
To push the trigger /
One wins sweet death
Everlasting anesthesia
The other suits you
My sweety Nastya
Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 12:54 AM UTC
ughH i hate
hatE feeling lonely
its like everything inside me is being
suuuuuuuuuuucked out.
and on top of that
my motivation has g o n e
d
o
w
n
the drain
so even normal tasks are a struggle :(
theselfpity
is at an allll time low
just seing others happy with their friends or just being active makes me feel jealous
i just want someone to embrace me and tell me ethery things okay
and i know im overacting but i cant help it;;;
Dec 5, 2020
Dec 5, 2020 at 5:06 AM UTC