THE WHITE ROSE PAINTED WITH BLOOD

viii - ya'aburnee

YA'ABURNEE : you bury me / when you love someone so much that you wouldn't be able to live without them, that you'd rather them bury you then to bury them

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trigger warning: self harm, gore, suicide

[esmeralda's pov/age 20]

i sit under the willow tree
next the cold house on the
top of the hill. the hill made
of ashes and concrete, the
hill next to the graveyard.

BUT IT DOESN'T
KNOW THAT MY
MIND HAS MORE
BODIES, JUST YET
TO BE BURIED.

{i've never managed to bury
dead versions of me}

; MEMORY LANE ;

she is 10 and auburn is 4
they are still children
trying to chase happiness
but she is already
dead inside.

she is 10 and auburn is 4
they are hiding under the
bed, where they thought
monsters lived. because,
because they were terrified,
but they thought that
maybe their parents would
be scared of those monster
too. so they hid there,
and she told her
brother that one day
he'll learn how to live.

BUT NO ESME, YOU LIED.

this house means nothing
to me. i am never alone:
their voices follow me
everywhere i go. i am
never alone, never alone.