tw: self harm & su*s*de
there has to be a beginning for that.
a moment
the moment either my end or beginning starts, i have goodbye letters for every person i've ever loved.
i'm ready to let go of my life.
i'm done holding on, the rope just burns through my skin, revealing who i am on the inside.
i held an old friend in my hand.
i traced kisses he once gave me on my arms and legs. almost turning myself into the sun, bleeding red.
almost.
just as i almost joined you on your journey to meet a delicious dance called death.
oh how lovely to see your face once more and miss myself after you.
YOU ARE READING
geycentral
Poetrya peak into my poetry, im an amateur and i kinda suck at writing but here we go again. pls leave constructive criticism!! all pictures attached are my own taken on a Nikon COOLPIX B500 and an iPhone XR *TW: some are dark and talk about self h*rm an...
