she said when you look deep she sees nothing "beware the mirror" it's just the beginning to busy fittin' in- an missin' what was really meant for you spinnin' in a stew of yesterday. look into the mirror you're biggest admirer
Tag: Path
breakfast
you are everything i love & everything i hate- such a strong word more of despise like when you order waffles & get pancakes- enjoy this but i will remember how you treated me. so now- only order something simple eggs hash an some juice (& to whoever is watching from above you bring me… Continue reading breakfast
fading
loose colors twisting the ends slapping the packet against tired wrist i can feel the end grasping against air pressed against my throat inching forward bloody nails held vacant wasp fingernails to the hive only one queen
Saint's Muse 