my god girls are amazing, there are girls you see, with syrup leaking from their pores, honey covered lips and sugar covered kisses. She beams like the sun and smells like vanilla; she is everything sweet and nice and full of spice. She's every breath you take before you drown.
She's every sunrise or sunset you ever just stared at till your eyes hurt. She's the music you can sing along to even when you haven't heard this song in ages
she screams I AM HERE
I AM FUCKING HERE
There are girls who smell like tea leaves and have paint stuck in their hair. There's girls who wish for mountains where there's only flat lands. There's girls who cry oceans and streams and rain water that you hear on your window at night. They sleep with dreams of lavender and scream
I JUST WANT TO BE FUCKING LOVED
There are girls who are the mountains.
They are warriors and barbarians, they have dirt on their knees, mud in their hair and fire in their eyes, they wear armour to crack skulls and scream
FUCK YOU I LOVE MYSELF at all the worlds tarnish
YOU ARE READING
Hysterical letters to my sanity
Poetrya collection of poems inspired by stories I've read, people I've met and paths I've crossed, read and enjoy yourself:)
