#obsesion
Resaca.
Su figura es matemática perfecta,
Cual Da Vinci usando su pincel.
Su aroma a libertad y sutileza,
Me malviaja a campos de clavel.
Su dulce voz, Gaia de la naturaleza,
Me hipnotiza como sirena en el Edén.
El sabor caramelo en sus labios de cereza,
Me transportaba a otro mundo sin querer.
Su mirada me embriagaba como fiesta,
Amante de mis sueños, Princesa del atardecer.
Bebo cada memoria tuya cuando oscurece,
Y al despertar, Me da resaca no poderte tener.
~Midnight Coffee.
Sick obsession
I have this sick obsession and I both love and hate it. I must do it 20+ times a day.
I love to feel my bones
It soothes me, reassures that maybe I’m not as fat as I think I am. Feeling the notches in my spine, counting my ribs, touching my collar bones.
But
then it reminds me that they don’t pertrude enough, that too much fatty skin covers them and I’ve failed all over again.
Each time they stick out a little more I get this sick euphoria and it makes me feel so good.
Next step: make dreamcore images for my story “Paracosm”
This is Lorien (Antagonist)
This is Y/N (Main Character)
This is Ashling (Sidekick)
And me! The Writer!