crimson, scarlet

  very subtle differences, between crimson and scarlet i could never recognise, all i see is red surprising, for how many times i have bled was i asleep, or just blind when you weren’t in bed? it is my mistake, i’m sorry i didn’t expect trust is a ridiculous thing, it’s a sort of neglect…

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2018

people aren’t allowed to be who they are i wouldn’t know how to be angry i don’t even know who I am all i know is, i write in small letters because i’m afraid my opinion doesn’t matter at all all i know is, i wouldn’t want to be involved in any of it, i…

i really don’t like stroganoff

in this sea of chocolate there are whispers of caramel caramel drips off of you too sweet to be true, keeping our eyes held sticking us together like glue i cannot help but wonder what washes caramel off for no matter how sweet this ocean sometimes i yearn for stroganoff i must be a little…

another draft, wcis

do you ever think that there might be a chance that you end end up alone in distress and no, none on call do you ever worry that you might never find peace there are a billion things that i want to say that i want to discuss that i want to resolve sometimes i…

The Unknown

The Unknown. hahaha. For the longest time, when I’ve woken I have only wanted to go back to sleep Go back to fantasies, go back to void Go back to drowning, go back to the deep How could I ever explain to you The intensity of this pain The zap of this lightning The acidity…

winter sunsets

winter sunsets scare me i can feel the cold settling in my toes, arms, bones this time i come prepared layers and hearth i’ve done my research you will not make me sad, broken, hurt i come prepared i will be fire stronger than your wind i will melt your snow i will not let…

proclivity

she came banged on our doors and you you ran after her with pails of my tears to extinguish her burning match and here i stood waiting at our doorstep wondering if you had seen her set fire to, and, torch our house down. -my mama always told me i should douse my own home…

here we go again

i am yet angry that so many of you got to have friends who lied to you and lifted you up, kept you, happy. i was always pulled back down i was always held, tied, burned, bruised, forgotten i made the mistake of yelling when i was speaking up- people hate truth in volume forever…