It’s not over the grief Its hooked onto me like a living t… like a midnight owl in June, Loud and shaped differently than a… Maybe its meant to stay with me in…

why do you dance that way when you are severed from your stem? is it because you are so danity and the wind cant grasp you

I inhaled you like salt water and… letting you into my blood stream awakening every drip of me washing my impurities Skin to Skin

Aftermath, I was convinced that every crack in my skin would stay… that I’d open my eyes to blackness… well.. it’s easier that way.

I think of you when the moon is shy and dim its easier to remember where our story begin, then the lies

you leave behind a hue a toxic bloom it makes me want to know more abou… your essence intoxicates me I want to know all your deformitie…

You procrastined your cruelty until our last names matched and my heart softened to safety.

she had a decent heart until it was stomped out and torn apart. by every lover that fed and fled she prays with antique love beads…

You left me barely hanging on like an amputee no parts just skin and bone

There’s an emptiness inside me that I will never get back. A place in time I can never rewin… It happened when I was barely 9