My era rn is uncategorizable. The the way I am living is unheard of
The Morose Pentameter
A lonely night, drowned in tears
But by sunrise, I am drained dry
My ailing heart cannot forget the years
I burned away with lies and pride
The blade could whisper across the flesh
But instead it shrieks into forsaken veins
I'm grown and gone, my comforts left
No longer crave I the relief, but the pain
I do not fear the void's siren song
Close to the edge, I wait to fall
One more time, one more step wrong
I'll meet the fate that awaits us all
We will meet with shadows and a lovers sigh
And comes the last of many days I wished to die
hello.
Stares at you through the trees.
I feel like neither a child nor an adult. I am a botched, failed creature, combining the worst qualities of each. All the helplessness and dependency of a child, with the cynicism and despair of an adult. My mind is stunted, malformed. My body outgrew me and now I wield it clumsily, hitting others with my overgrown arms as I stumble over my own feet. "I am sorry," I say, "But I was treated as something less than human and that is what I've become."
🖤. Art by ikeda saki (@_sakikeda) / Twitter
I long to break my own hands
And eat thorns
I am not a real human. I am infact, a glitch in the code.
Ya'll ever just get the urge to go out and decompose in the forest
aspiring mortician//froot loops//lives in Delululand//stabses u// 29
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