I've screamed for so long, that it's become as normal to me as taking in a breath. Watch me explode into a frivulous cloud of Manic Pixie Dream Girl glitter, and leave behind the smell of temporary hair-dye and eyeliner. Douse me in your problems whlie I choke on my inner burdens, because I'm always here to help. Watch me show you my playlists, and have you talk through most of the songs, and w... » Continue Reading
I feel that I cannot save you from yourself. I wish I could rid you of this affliction that slowly seeps its way through your mind, tainting every thought. You need me, but I cannot give you my mind, body and soul all at once, not just yet anyway. A distance between us stings like the tears in my eyes, as I think of your unwavering desparation for someone to just be there for you. I am your sh... » Continue Reading
Start CPR on the person I used to be. Break my ribs as you pray for a heart to beat again, and try as you might, this being is never waking from their death-like sleep again. Hear the sirens wail and echo through down the rain-soaked roads that it rumbles through. Declare my heart as legally stopped and set me alight, doused in gasoline. I am so insignificant, there's no need in notifying anyon... » Continue Reading
I watch everything in my life happen at a distance. I'm involved, but I'm never the centre of it. Watching a car crash in slow motion, and watching the shards of glass clatter to the pavement. All of the sirens in the world couldn't awake me from this trance, especially not as I stand in the rain and feel the drops trace soft lines down my face. I wouldn't mind drowning in the sky's teardrops ... » Continue Reading
Hold me up to the flickering light of a dingy alleyway, And cleanse my soul with raspberry cider. Static embellishes the pentagonal space as you stand dressed in black, holding a headrush in your hands. Escaping the rain into this space of timelessness. The only thing certain about our temporary cover was the filth that remained 'neath the deep blue tiles. Engrave killer into me as though I am ... » Continue Reading
You're so blind to your own inner self I know the haze of my love will do little to alter that, But I am ready, and willing, to wait with you. I can only play therapist for so long though. We all have demons, and yours seem to be spewing through the spaces in your mind that aren't locked down or boarded up. Kisses and hand-holding are only painkillers, they don't solve it all An angel with an ev... » Continue Reading
I will tear my flesh from the bone with my bare hands before I submit into mortality. I know that you're gone and I can't help but wonder who's next. People usually die in small groups of three, depending on how you see it, we're halfway there. I am terrified of the past, present and future so I'm consistently foreshadowed in dread. It's one way to spend your teenage years in a haze, but another t... » Continue Reading
I don't know whether I can fall into the ocean of love. We are so opposite, yet so similar in ways that hardly make sense. I can see a light behind your smile that was never there before and I've watched you become a little more comfortable in yourself, Hell, it's only been one date. I could positively change you, or leave you as a shell of your former being. Currently though, I'm unable to tell o... » Continue Reading
The smell of cleanliness burns my throat, I feel as though I killed you. I know that you needed to leave this world, and I'm selfish for wanting to keep you. Lay in a bed of flowers and sleep peacefully, because I know you've deserved it. You were good to me. I told you I loved you as you slipped under the anesthesia, and I felt a piece of myself die as you did right in front of me. In this li... » Continue Reading
I exist in a space that should not be plausible. You share this space too, though, somehow we're so interconnected that we practice telepathy at the very mention of one another's name. I live as both a living, caring mortal entity but also as an eldritch creature that feeds on the beings that lesser than myself, although they are few and far between. The certainty of nothing being forever is bot... » Continue Reading
Too many things in this life are mainstream, I hate the place we all hold in the mantle of our society. We are nothing but mirrors that reflect the sins of others, but sometimes they stay, like a burn mark on a dingy motel rug infested with fleas. Everything that has ever lived on this Earth has sinned, or done wrong in the eyes of another because nobody is ever as lily white as their bones ben... » Continue Reading
Dear God Do you know how it feels to be alone in a crowd full of people? Its an ugly feeling Especially when they're all staring with their lifeless eyes exactly at you and they do nothing All they do is stare like they've never seen something as misguided and disfigured in their lives Spending time alone is usually a blessing but on this day it is a curse I know you're dissatisfied with me, but t... » Continue Reading
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