maybe i
like the
taste of
aluminum steel
under my
―WAXEN FLESH―
and
my
soggy
bones that
drown out
the noise from outside
『みどり』
(green sunsets are my favorite
kind of death wish
darling.)
( かなし )
crybaby
aren't you?
crybaby until
your skin turns
BLUE.
a list of things my
greedy hands may
never hold:
PEACE & Quiet
MAYBE THIS IS ALL
FOR THE BETTER
MAYBE THIS IS
ALL FOR
N O T H I N G.
( stardom cannot
lie to us
we are blinded
by the ash
and not the
color. )
burn & blister & simmer
we'll become something
lovely when the
impurities dry
away.
[なつ―]
over the hills
and far away
we'll fly
past today
to get
to forever.
|あか!| my favorite color
is red like
dying roses
and
burning fingers
( 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐬
𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐦𝐲
𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝-𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐭. )
burning fever and
saccharine powder
that dusk
will not decline.
𝙜𝙤 𝙖𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙,
𝙘𝙧𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮
𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡
𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨
𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙣
bide my time
and hone
my teeth
to
bite the
star away
from the
sky.
(穹)
blurry eyes
take over
my blurry
face.
BLINK SIX TIMES OVER
AND YOU'LL NEVER BE SOBER
…お酒!
oh how lovely
it is
to watch
you cry.
YOU ARE READING
cigarette smoke.
RandomGOD GIRL || drowning in the abyss that is you. POETRY, 𝙟𝙪𝙙𝙚!
