Recursive I am again once more in that delicate place between frustration and acceptance. Waiting on someone else to find themselves and settling for me while their dust settles is not love.
Echo Echo
bullshit not cut out for this- Your siren echo is fading into the surface of the water you have pulled me into as I sink further down. I have a few precious moments left before you pierce me again with that trident you call Care. But I will not flail into the darkness. we once…
Tepid
tepid The mass revolution- sutures up my arm, where I’ve torn away the flesh touched by your fire blackened burning I can’t do these things forever. My heart is not so strong. It is beating like its not sure how much longer it has like its afraid that the blood in my veins will find…
Dilapidation
Dilapidation I felt a stirring somewhere silent and broken and then it was crushed by your other’s hands. I don’t know where their hands lay and I don’t think I will. I can only think of them in yours and why would that be okay? Let me clutch closer the things I desire, push away…
Here again
Here Now I am alone again sitting at a desk flicking between pages that im not reading tugging at the edges of that empty space i hold inside opening programs just to close them falling in love with ideas and online personalities. thinking what about me could ever be so interesting? I could cease and…
apparitions
Apparitions Marks on my back Claws or fingertips? Are you the cause? I havent seen you since these appeared But you were the first thing on my tongue When i felt them Traced their shape with my hands. Eater of Sin Witch
Emptiness
Emptiness Maybe those words mean something else to you Maybe I should know how to explain my own problems better, not for you to solve but for me to put into true form what I need. Not enough is what I feel when I see you fawn over other things. Desiring your touch, your thoughts,…
enough
Enough You are enough for me. Let me feel your strings draw closer in this way at least. Dont cut what we had, We can just sew this and See the pattern we can make together. Love always.
Trite
Trite Give me 4am and dew on the ground, Whining for no reason or so it seems. Ideals i dont even know myself. But i wont be cold anymore. Let me feel the sun as we are pulled along. Feel the wind on my back as we look down. Laugh about noises we try and…
Sic Semper Tyrannis
Sic Semper Tyrannis Flashing fingertips that grasp At seams in the sky. Tell me again how you love the moon While you crack the sky, With your luminous rays, And let yourself flow down its tear. Filling the void beneath with every part of yourself that I love and hate.