note:  trigger warnings

when I was writing this, I wanted to portray the message she was living and existing as if she were a ghost

I never intended to make it out as if the girl was dead/dying

she is alive, you are okay ♡





her fading smile,
ghosting her bruised lips
her dying laughter,
her stomach dips

endless floating,
all around, shattering stars
suspended in air and in time,
burning scars

half-lidded eyes,
her head rolled to one side
barely concealing the exhaustion,
it was as if her soul had died

time passing in short blips,
numb, empty and all alone,
blood coursing cold and dark,
no one to hear her anguished moan

her heart was mute,
the song murdered,
her eyes empty,
no longer burdened

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