melancholy baby
an·he·do·ni·a: inability to feel pleasure
Neither salt nor sugar settles on your tongue. Only this blood of mine does. Neither I nor she fills up your heart. Only these tears of mine do. [POETRY/PROSE]
EVERYTHING MORBID. EVERYTHING MACABRE. EVERY DEMON. EVERY SPIRIT. EVERY GOD. EVERYTHING EVIL. TEXTS/POEMS
Monachopsis : (noun) The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place. Prose & Poetry. © eujeana- # 1 in proseandpoetry # 1 in worthlessness
𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 (𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙮) 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 /anthologies of prose and poems/
you've left me; constellations left unstrung within my veins. highest ranking; #2 in poetry november 2018