a verse, a song Those words, so pure Lyrics; they call it Lyrics of our your song Those notes from your lips, A transcendent work of art… Read more “When you were mine.”
like a citrus
via Daily Prompt: Juicy it gets harder to like what you’re forced to love every single day much like a forceful contract with years of eating a… Read more “like a citrus”
walls.
build it high, build it strong, build it so no one can tell you you’re wrong and make sure no one gets in //you’re wrong// you build… Read more “walls.”
WOMANIFESTO
Originally posted on Libba Bray:
? Congratulations. You have woken the witch that lives deep inside me. You have removed the slumber chains from the giant of…
Expectation
via Daily Prompt: Expectation fun fact: I hate you It’s been tiring, the lies you tell It’s been even more exhausting, the jealousy you show And I… Read more “Expectation”
easy to fake it
it becomes increasingly easy to fake things,
happiness and excitement,
sadness and discomfort,
the pleasure of sex,
I mean I myself have you all fooled
because I’m no poet
I’m just a girl who uses fancy vocabulary once in a while
and writes on a lonely blog
where all my monologues have sentences
where I’ve just hit enter a lot;
because after a certain number of times,
hitting enter
makes
anything look
like a poem.
heartbreak.
it gets hard to love and feel loved
when you’re constantly reassured and proved that
you’re not worth loving.
somnolent monologues.
I’m sitting in my room, all the lights are out all alone, as usual it’s past 2 in the morning, I’m sure it’s the next day what… Read more “somnolent monologues.”
Mood.
I can’t say no Though the lights are on There’s nobody home Swore I’d never lose control Then I fell in love with a heart that beats… Read more “Mood.”
lascivious grace~ 