I’ll laugh until my head comes off
I’ll swallow ‘til I burst
1 note
·
View note
If I had to explain it to someone
I guess I would say,
“Envision a dulled metal mess -
Let’s call it a knife to your throat
And heat - A lot of heat
Filling up behind your eyes
Now, imagine a flood
Of retrograde memories
A painful tsunami or maybe some rain
Filled of that time, that day
The jugular snips with sleight of hand
A crimson waterfall to lake
Be careful not to swim away
With your mind a charred mess
Of wet dead ash”
I think that’s what I would say
It felt like that day
But only if you asked
7 notes
·
View notes
I feel like I am nothing.
I know that I am nothing.
Empty. Used.
Sold for cheap labour,
Or a discounted price.
Nothing is as nothing does.
The Earth moves,
And yet I am nothing.
Dust to the shoreline.
Please take me by the waves.
No one misses nothing.
4 notes
·
View notes
blessed are those whose weep now - for you shall laugh
6 notes
·
View notes
this x 100000000000000000000000
4 notes
·
View notes