bare bones,
here are rests the things ive wrote,
to purge, to mend whats broke.
read, or dont. <3
I forgive the world Because it has you and I, at the same time. T’s crossed, dotted I’s, No worries that I may get lost.
By g.m.t 5 years ago in Poets
Dance with me and break my heart, tell me im empty it makes my art, full and plenty. What chance would I take to sacrifice my faith
I found the cure for the dull sting- of realizing- You’re not who I thought you were. As it turns out Im good at detaching.
Been working on my presence no service in the mountains. Thankful and steady- needed this direly since 2020. The past few years have felt like a fever dream,
People are poison I opt for isolation how could I not? I think about how red your eyes were Bloodshot. Yours, due to elicit drugs use
Before we shut our eyes for the night you’d tell me pretty lies no goodbyes. Promise me forever Plant me in your garden
A new fog, has your mind clogged unwavering apathy where warmth and empathy belonged. Some place underneath, lies what you do to keep yourself involved
I had a panic attack in my sleep woke up thrashing, gasping for air just the same as the dream. Sometimes I wake up scared
I wont pretend to be innocent I enabled the whole thing I am just as complicit. I called it an "accident" at what point did it go from passionate,
I could write novels about how I felt all those nights I watched your pupils swell keep it light, keep it fun don't read into it too much
I do not have an interest of putting myself in situations like the one between us two- situations could turn my face black and blue
In a dream you held me tight In a dream you said I was right
