bare bones,
here are rests the things ive wrote,
to purge, to mend whats broke.
read, or dont. <3
”time is on our side” so, why do we run and hide trespassing, crossing all those thin lines working tirelessly to make sense of a dark mind
By g.m.t 4 years ago in Poets
soft french music written for boys and girls who have the blues echos crawling across the walls of my dark bedroom alone
to live and die by a lovers side to be kept like an oath if broken, uncap my cyanide to have a never faltering faith for honesty
your cologne refuses to leave me alone unlike you random wiffs of your scent out of the 'bleu’ invisible ties wont release me from this bed
This is too intense This is too much "you're too reckless, too messed up" irrational emotional dysfunctional Will I ever get it right?
unhealthy narcissism wears off by the morning- I've remembered all the reasons why i should rot in hell. ahead, another hard days work of trying to love myself.
“The weak breeze whispers nothing The water screams sublime His feet shift, teeter-totter Deep breath, stand back, it’s time
how can i speed up the recovery from wounded trust that still burns inside me there’s no shortcut i will never not taste bitter ashes on my tongue
By g.m.t 5 years ago in Poets
“love” and “war” separate rules for each game there’s no point in defining and its okay to say you don’t feel the same i thought about saying it to you the last time we were face to face
is it safe to assume you and i are through? i don’t remember much of the time we shared together i don’t want to im getting good at this
when does a healthy “carefree” become cold and empty when does “doing you” become a disconnected taboo when you don’t anymore have the capacity
i can’t lie it feels good when he touches me, sometimes it’s even comforting some sick part of me is still wishing it were you
