a spiders web caught in the mist
with dense foggy eyes she said
my lover got caught amidst
a war of soul and mind in my head
yet he fought still and softly kissed
my salty cheeks and my tender dead
met the cold hard wall his fist
as i faded and my heart bled
a/n: this one was written in the caption in the moment of posting the photo above on instagram
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Poetrysome byproducts of my mental health state. abstract and surreal some stories some real paintings and illusions mostly with a creepy feel i think there must be like a few love poems too? idk tw: (some direct some not) mentions of death, blood, burnin...
