Poems from Altogether.Seperate
Knock Knock
(Whose that knocking at my door?)
New friends coming to rejoice
But I don't care anymore
My bestfriends have ruined me the most...
a ghost, her voice caught in the breeze, whispers in my ear sweet emptiness, the breath of it kissing my skin in light pecks made of...
Lost too much blood
Its already settled in his guts
Tricked by a drug deal
Lust for a quick high, never satisfied
I can still smell the...
49 days...
Black slippery slime sluggishly soaking the covers
Comfortable in her favorite area yet sharp pains like a blade to the womb...
You've got your scars from self harm. Self inflicted cynicism. & you continue, with your self righteous criticism. S'though no one else...