Black swamps and dilated eyes
ambitious and spontaneous buys.
Don't slip up and fall to the depths to end befallen with ignorance self-loathing and grimy hatred.
Don't give in to the waves of betrayal.
Don't humour the side show that is permanence.
The undertow will swallow you up and spit you out.
Cold oatmeal.
Dead roses.
He said he loved me but he said a lot of things.
Hammer and stiletto nails building a fabricated reality, interwoven with lies deceit and bleach, right to its bones
it burns and
it beats and
it bleeds.
take this pain and thank him under your breath, because you lost him to get yourself back.
