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The Shame of Killing

Killing Them

The Rest of Me

Sky Child

Loss In All Forms

*all words taken from The Chronology of Water by Lidia Yuknavitch 

*the drips are my blood you can't really tell whoops! waste of blood. at least it's free.

The End of Dreams

Drowning on Fire

We're All Animals

Unbeknownst

Pages after pages of why I love you;

why you’re my truest home

but unbeknownst to me 

I ended up alone

I found you in my dreams

I’m forced to bury within me

another flooded home

Letters To A Ghost

Fuck.

You’re perfect

and I’m without you

and you aren’t coming back

despite any desperate day dreams I allow myself to have

so I can escape from the hell

that is knowing

I can’t spend every second

of every day

of the rest of my life

giving my all to make you happy.

I’ve never wanted anything more.

This is the truest thing I’ve ever written.

Letters To A Ghost

While I was writing pages and pages of why I loved you

You were preparing to cut out my bones

with your words

leaving me dismal and unfree

I can’t help but think of your cock

as I cry

because it was the only

which wasn’t a punishment

but a blessing

I know you’re presence in my life is a gift

every broken promise, 

every broken dream, 

every time my skin broke open

and spilled free paint across the floor

led me to you

a bird, 

a sun, 

a moon, 

an everything I’ve ever wanted

a dream come true

a cliche love story

a disarmament treaty

a love

so unlike any other

I’m drowning in silence

but I’m trying to scream

can you feel this?

I need to know if you can feel this.

Let's Not Be Shy

As I apologize for loving you so deeply so quickly

I wonder if I should also apologize for

breathing

and for the blood flowing through my veins

I didn’t choose any of it.

I’m sorry my daddy fucked me.

I’m sorry it made me unloveable.

It’s not my fault your simple smile

started a riot in my heart

It’s not my fault I felt like I was dying

every moment we were apart.

I’m sorry my love scared you,

it scared me too

but apparently I had more reason to be afraid

because here I am writing this

in my desolate room.

Every time I close my eyes

you’re either right next to me

or so so far away

My mind tries to fight the distance

dismally failing

I’m not all that surprised at my naivety 

I saw every dream I’ve ever had in your eyes

I saw a future I never deemed possible in the curves of your spine

I don’t know if the caves of my eyes will ever dry

My pulse is on the decline

My tears leave me blind

Every moment

every touch

enshrined in my mind

Baby, let’s just have one more night

Let’s not be shy.

Before The End