tugging and pulling
at my limbs
crack my ribs
entwine with my innards
as you dine
o my soul
Cultivating, creating a part
Of yourself
To hide the things
No one is allowed
To know
Just masks of innocence
To keep from the child
Being jaded
Me: I'm never going to be happy
Girlfriend: why not?
Me: why is the sky never lime green?
Girlfriend: that's just not how the world works.
Me: boom. Did I just blow your mind?
Girlfriend: why not?
Me: why is the sky never lime green?
Girlfriend: that's just not how the world works.
Me: boom. Did I just blow your mind?
Can’t quiet your mind
The bad thing pulsing
It looks serene
So very blue
With hills of green
Every kind of green
Such a pretty green
Can be the last thing
To brush your skin
Rush through the clouds
Collapse at the bottom
Rapid beating
Panic
Fading
Sickness surrounds me
In a dark hole
Of anxiety
(Source: adolescentporncliche)
Burning smoke
From an inhale
One to much
Violent nausia
Can’t compare
What I do to myself
When you aren’t here to catch me
(Source: adolescentporncliche)
