they wished the worst on you slip and fall into a pool of your own blood streaming from your diseased dreams while your mother chokes on her own shitty unseasoned cooking. all for saying you were excited for Moon Knight.
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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
trust
it was easier before- before, everything. they took everything not nailed down but nothing more Precious than my eyes to see you clearly
a new letter, new address
Dear , did you believe we’d get here all those years i remember us as kids; heading home from school (that’s the first time we kissed) it’s seared into my lips like a memory a memory of younger days and it burns like a bad knee in the rain rainy days bring these memories flooding… Continue reading a new letter, new address
reckless & prideful
i know what took you it's the same poison hurricane demon that lives in me departed and took you i wish i could have been there to duo that beast. find me again, in the next so we can dance another night, i know, that wasn't your last
yellow feet
in the valley of the fallen we have no eyes bound by moon and leaves we leave our mortal feet in the valley we fall in our souls take flight mirror of a feat you show before you leave we are the valley of the fallen song of yellow scared moths of the flames a… Continue reading yellow feet
Saint's Muse 