future sight
is inexpensive
it only cost me
my youth
Tag: Loss
last day off
last year
a shakey handoff
(at best)
constantly choosing between
life and sleep
haven’t slept in years
when i do;
my dreams were a gothic spinoff
love interest played by wednesday.
black and white lens
for thee ending send-off
all black molotov
(for those who couldn’t be here)
with fireworks
and a rip off.
Nine lives
infinite amount of chances
just gotta take more
he told me that
before he passed
he said
you never know what is a bullseye
until you shoot.
for twelve
just living
a false dream
someone elses
somedays, it’s a cape
flying around
catching bad guys
other days, it’s a noose
holding me still
gasping for another way out;
someone else’s dream
like a torch bearer
we only run forward
13 blue birds
i paid
to be accepted
only to be denied
fair treatment.
singing among the treetops
cursed to walk the ground
your song only calls
the hell hounds.
20-20
ive been writing
mostly hiding
idk if
i like what i see in the mirror
but at least
i can see
late night dip
i worry
i’ll sink
beneath my thoughts.
night out
beat is kicking
your hands are jumping
around my throat
like a choker-
side to side
fingers grinding under my earlobe
“do you wanna get out of here”
i dont remember
where here was
beat is kicking
your hands are jumping
around my coat
miles ahead
side to sife
fingers in my hair
“lets get a slice of pizza”
that
is a great idea
monster under the bed
i have dreams
of us
they never end well
like a horror movie
i die first
everyday
everyday
i dedicate
to myself
to be better
than yestersay
so far
i am 0 for 30.
but maybe
today will be different.
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