HOW CAN A HOLLOW CHEST FEEL SO HEAVY poetry, rambles, rantings, letters, etc. enjoy!! but read at your own risk* *massive tw for basically anything mental-illness related, including depression, anxiety, self harm, suicide, abuse, blood, knives/blades, eating disorders, etc. please don't read if you think this will tr...
have you ever seen a slave in gold chains? i have never seen so much golden slave flesh melted and turned to candle wax.
𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 (𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙮) 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 /anthologies of prose and poems/
Monachopsis : (noun) The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place. Prose & Poetry. © eujeana- # 1 in proseandpoetry # 1 in worthlessness
𝑃𝑂𝐸𝑇𝑅𝑌 &𝑃𝑅𝑂𝑆𝐸 𝑹𝒉𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒎𝒊𝒄 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔, 𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒏𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒐𝒐𝒅 .
whores eyelashes smashed crimson lipstick putrid vodka breath fresh strawberry gum lips colliding hearts bleeding STORY
EVERYTHING MORBID. EVERYTHING MACABRE. EVERY DEMON. EVERY SPIRIT. EVERY GOD. EVERYTHING EVIL. TEXTS/POEMS
if only you knew the love i felt, the beauty i crave, the darkness i bring - would you long for me, then? {❦} = personal favorites of mine
Neither salt nor sugar settles on your tongue. Only this blood of mine does. Neither I nor she fills up your heart. Only these tears of mine do. [POETRY/PROSE]
stitching storms into lovers' thighs (poetry #1 / prose #1 - 061120) © VANGOHS, 2017
poems where i appreciate the feelings my friends make me feel, the sad things that make my heart tougher, and the days filled with youth
living proof that art is fluid in form ___________________________________________ a poetry anthology written in fruit juice and cheap ink ----------------------------- in loving memory of the past @timespieces copyright 2018
