my mind cannot breathe.
there is too much pain
in here– it has been
sitting for quite some time;
rotting.
suffocating
me.
don’t dwell on pain; it will only suffocate you // a.s.m
Tag: you hurt me
it makes sense now, you
being born during hurricane season:
the way your eyes melted
into clouds,
the way you spoke in rain,
the way you tore apart the ground
beneath my feet
(you made it look graceful, though).
you were my life’s greatest
metaphor,
and you’ve left me
looking for explanations
in every corner.
baby, you’re the first hurricane of 2015. // a.s.m
the day you told me you loved me,
i cried. because
if walking away without saying
a word
while I am telling you how
the darkest parts of my soul seem to be
black holes and
they are sucking me in,
or ignoring me so you can
smoke weed and watch netflix
alone,
or saying I’m not a priority,
means ‘I love you,’
I am terrified that those
three words define
something that doesn’t actually
exist.
did it really mean anything? // a.s.m
Needle & Thread
You tore me apart at the seams a little, and I am learning to stitch myself back together.
Silenticel 