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poetry

poetry is where clouds grow on trees poetry is where there’s no misery poetry is where i get praised for being needy poetry is where death is pretty poetry is where love isn’t scary poetry is where i can be my darkest self poetry is where i am most like me. t.l. that’s why iContinue reading “poetry”

Number 5, 1948

you asked, if i would get sick again and for a brief second, i forgot that i’m a broken vase the one that recovered from almost drowning i keep myself busy from thinking about dying but does that mean i’m totally healed? i kept thinking about what Matt Haig said, “the best thing about rockContinue reading “Number 5, 1948”

Sanity

two things i wanna keep closest to me one is you another is my sanity. t.l.

again

there you go again work until you forgot time again kiss her until you escaped time again cry your heart out until you passed out again listen to that same song until your ears bursted again run so fast like the stars were chasing you again drive so far from the people until you hitContinue reading “again”

Water & Wine

my phone screen snapped in half my limbs kept bumping into furniture legs the photos are fading, i think we’d better lay it down you said time will heal that our fights would play out we would reach a place where calm is found no more crying, we hoped to discover the hurricane eye butContinue reading “Water & Wine”

worthy

as long as i’m not running out of things to write i am still worthy, right? t.l.

let others love you

there’s no time to waste we’re all going to die anyway take the leap and change your hair hug your shoulders and cut your nails love them, and expect nothing back kiss them, and know that your heart is beating forgive them, and save your tears for happy times run after them, there’s no shameContinue reading “let others love you”

vampire

a vampire sucks your blood dry but you’re slowly turning into them from the bite marks to the false reality just like how we were getting so high in that home full of forest fires broke our bones so we can fit together a little bit better. t.l.

leave them be

the cactus i once had grew beautiful flowers after i was gone for three months sometimes, too much caring is deleterious sometimes, it’s better to just leave them be. t.l. and they will grow on their own

box jellyfish

i hope you know even though i seem transparent i could still give deadly stings but these venomous jellyfish only live on the surface are you here to witness all my safeguards stumble and fall apart? i have stripped down to my bones and my heavy heart is lying on quicksand i feel everything exceptContinue reading “box jellyfish”