poetry dump pt. 1

and so with that, in conclusion, sometimes all there's needed is a scream to shatter the glass around your own heart. tryna be poetic or whateva (not really succeeding tho!)

a natural hierarchy

show me where it hurts © 070518 , enamoramos

win a fist fight with the sky and she'll tell you all her secrets

for the first days of springtime and the heartache left behind.

fragile and unholy

past midnight; i write thank you notes.