She is a glowing beauty, pink glass petals crack and refract aspects of different potentialities, an endless intermingling of what if realities reflected in a shimmering crystal flower in a jar in a fairytale that I tell myself.
-2023
-s’s.
-s's.
is there a word for the world that’s better, and takes it higher? I can’t cry anything for you now, not even fire
-s's.
You’re not the origin
you’re addicted to leaving
and the old souls hold close their
broken things; clear glass,
porcelain and knickknacks
-s's.
today I am mourning for what's yet to come, deep in the afterparty of death
Black, tarred, the walls eat everything up
grim appetite for the full dark night
-s's.
it's not just that, it's about the hurt there'll be more bad coming soon in this world don't sympathize just synchronize all your chronicle wishes come alive tonight
-s's.
-s's.
-s's.
there's a slope that i'd die on, after i fell hard,
voice of honey silk that wraps you in
I tried to get up, I couldn't have stopped,
but now I'm stranger than I ever was