

UglyIm sitting on the doorstep, waiting.Ugly
Youd never know I was there. Maybe Ive always been there. But now you can see me, physical, Something broken. Once held together, Twice fallen apart. You wonder; Mended? Fixed? Recovered? A hand slides downward to pull, Pull me to my feet and pray Ill Stay up. Are they my own prayers? Who is this, crawling to the mirror? Spitting disgust, rolling the words Around her tongue. Ugly. Fat. Cow. Repeats it like a psalm, Without eloquence, taste.
A prayer to become someone new. &n


Like PetalsLike petals floating on water her eyes skim the obscurityLike Petals
(the end)
fatigued mumbling (youre not worth it) the air is solid but the ground has gone; her diaphragm misleads (dont breath)
Her neck softly pulsating pushing beneath the skin (do what I say)
when petals glisten and submerge


SuicideThey stand in the pews The casket in the aisle They think about what she has done And how she could have done itSuicide
Some people think that she was a coward Thinking that this was the only way out She could've gotten help from anyone From anywhere She was afraid of her future This beautiful girl
Others think that she was brave Facing the unknown No one truly knows what is on the other side Or if there's anything at all She wasn't afraid of what she was facing This beautiful girl
To me You have to be both Fearful A
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Inquisitons
Burnings of witches
crusades
We know how to party
Yours, the Church
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you're the boss, apple sauce
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Against everyone - higher than everyone
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C'est l'amour~
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