three glass eyes
peering through a mirrored fishbowl
smiling as the swimmers
(make their way past noon)
the ripples kiss the unseen
the eyes- they dare not blink
the swimmers click their heels
(for they'll be drowne'd soon)
palms tingling for oxygen
they paddle to the sky
beseeching thy glaring orbs
(as the light begins to fray)
clawing at the windows
painting the water crimson
dangling by adrenaline
(and the hope to be saved)
sinking anguished desperatley
a tomb nine inches deep
their last airdrops part their lips
(in a mangled, aching song)
their blank eyes fixed on nothing
flesh disappates from bone
the maske'd orbs blink twice
(then three glass eyes are gone)
When All You Knew Was Gone
I'm just a girl, but perhaps not to you. To you, I'm just a blog, a website, a tiny link in your world. Maybe, though, the same monsters inhabit our souls, and bind us unknowingly. If you know Ana, the kiss of a blade, if you dream of death and wish for beauty... then maybe we aren't strangers after all. Maybe we're the same soul, split in a million parts and trapped in a thousand different bodies. Maybe we're all alone together.
H: 5'3 HW: 125 CW: 114 LW: 110 GW1: 110 GW2: 105 UGW: 99
Vegan, Anorexic, Self Harm, Pansexual, Suicidal, Depressed
Thursday, February 9, 2012
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Punched in and Kicked out
Live back where I got kicked out from?
With messed up mommy and black-eyed stepdaddy?
Better than here, i guess
where im invisible
hell, no one here even speaks english
being invisible isnt so horrible
But you start to crave things
you start to go crazy when you cant leave your room
making friends with the spiders on the floor
its easy to be hungry here
but not lately
not since the incident
now they make it a point to feed me
But first: They Said They'd Put Me In A Group Home
i wonder if it'll be anything like the psych ward
i wonder if they'll let me keep blogging
or if their eyes will judge my keystrokes
am i even here at all
With messed up mommy and black-eyed stepdaddy?
Better than here, i guess
where im invisible
hell, no one here even speaks english
being invisible isnt so horrible
But you start to crave things
you start to go crazy when you cant leave your room
making friends with the spiders on the floor
its easy to be hungry here
but not lately
not since the incident
now they make it a point to feed me
But first: They Said They'd Put Me In A Group Home
i wonder if it'll be anything like the psych ward
i wonder if they'll let me keep blogging
or if their eyes will judge my keystrokes
am i even here at all
Forcefed
Just lay down the nurse with the dark eyes laughed
Ring Ring
The mailman is here, ready to take away your package
Make sure she eats my stepmom curtly nods
I saw the word in her eyes, the word she'd dare never speak
How can a girl so filled be so empty?
One bite
Two bites
I close my eyes as I swallow
Is this what it feels like to be normal
I hate it.
Ring Ring
The mailman is here, ready to take away your package
Make sure she eats my stepmom curtly nods
I saw the word in her eyes, the word she'd dare never speak
How can a girl so filled be so empty?
One bite
Two bites
I close my eyes as I swallow
Is this what it feels like to be normal
I hate it.
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