Streams And Blood Moons
Streams and Blood Moons
i don’t know what to do
i can feel my bones cracking
my lifeless body clinging on to every little inch
of happiness, of breath,
of even the smallest movements i have
that remind me of you
because how could i ever forget
no matter what decision i try to make
no matter how much i try to fake
it just through the day
and i can taste what i ate this morning
and i can feel the tug on my back
and i can feel your pull on me from every side
i can feel you in my chest like i want to spit you up
and hold you so close at the same time
and i can’t sleep anymore
and sometimes i can’t even breathe
because you keep me there
in another world like i’m not really here
like i never have to sleep or breathe and
i can just be with you
growing like a rose
god, how could you let it be this close?
if you were really there why?
why would you give me this decision to make
to turn me into a murderer
make me into some torturer
of my own body and my own self care
just know you’ll always be a special one
you’ll always be my number one
my first, my always in debt
my knot around my finger so i never forget
but i can feel my body beneath me crumbling
i can feel my words fumbling
making the wrong things come out
making me scream and shout
when i don’t want to anymore
i don’t want to fight anymore
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Spilling Lines
You don't understand, but you should. You're silent, but I need to hear your screams Over mine Calling and stalling while you hold your breath You don't feel it. Feeling static like a ball with no kicker Or a clock with no ticker Spilling lines, feeling down all the time Up your dosage, up your chances Of making me sick to see your face You don't understand, but you should Understand that you're sucking the energy right out of my hands From my grasp you hide the tethered emotions. Notions that someday soon things will come to an end.
Slipping cigarettes Slipping in and out of time With nothing but a one track mind Watching all my thoughts unwind While I fall more and more behind
Every day seems to get a little more rough A little more tough With calloused knees and broken dreams What I offer just isn’t enough
To make a break To keep from breaking my spirit Pushing past my limits Spilling lines and spitting lyrics I’ve just got to make it one more day Just think of one more way To make things right and make it far See my name in lights like a shining star
So my boyfriend’s mom bought me a Mindful Colouring book for Christmas before I went to jail, and I finally coloured in my first piece! I’m so in love with this, and it really does help w stress.
It allows you to fully envelop your mind, and forget about all the problems you’re having while you have fun and colour. Plus, it helps me create some art while I’m waiting for the warmth until I get back outside and paint. 😊🎨
me n my little lucifer (lucy) watching tv
Hippies welcome
If a Virgo was a drug they would be Adderall. It gives you a strong sense of concentration, and Virgos usually have a strong ability to focus all their energies into tasks. They may end up feeling agitated or anxious sometimes because their mind always seems to be on overdrive. They are fastidious with an excellent eye for detail, and they typically have a tolerance for tasks that requires repetition.
This is funny.
If you ever see me freeze in public, I’m probably trying to figure out what song is playing
my veins are popping right out of my skin this flesh is burning up it's too much to keep the gears that grind everconnecting my mind from bursting and breaking down all the time
sinking in my cheeks one last time trying to scribble out some sort of rhyme
but this writer is only full of one liners trying to piece together a broken puzzle the static and the struggle back to the same hustle sitting in front of the same dusty mirrors looking for a deeper reflection a deeper connection
but all i can see looking back at me was your subjection and all the infection that suffocates my lungs with lies pouring out of my lips and eyes
but past rejection can't break this protection spell of current affection
as my mind begins to stretch and not shrink and i don't even think of collarbones covered in pink lines and i don't know how many times and how many seconds turned to months that i've waited to look into the mirror and see myself staring back
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