#one-liner
Paws.
Finding the little cathartic things that meld my spirit and mind into state of being at peace with each piece of each other.
And he saved you from
disaster and ruin,
your beautiful fire-starting boy.
The flames he lets lick your
salt-soaked remains
don’t change that.
Many times,
he saved you.
Many times.
(It only takes once for
destruction
to lay waste.)
(It only takes
forever for a
heart to break.)
Carved your name into my
cold bones
and was stunned when you showed yours:
pristine.
Something tender,
something sweet;
loveliness found in
rotten meat.
And I wonder when I’ll stop
seeing your face
in every
tragedy and
betrayal.
Lick the salt from my eyes
and
kiss the copper from my lips -
embrace me one last time,
beloved.
Sup on my sorrow and
drink me dry.
I would let you
bury your dagger
of
deceit and accusations,
as long as you did it
while
you held me
one
last
time.
You cannot save a dying star
(no matter how much you love it).
Cruelty held in my mouth,
I shape your name so
sweetly
with my lips:
absolutions.
My whole world and my
whole goddamn heart break:
beloved berserker
in my porcelain
hands.
Darling,
your
love and devotion
is worth more than a
collar
around your neck.
Another sad night. Same shit. Same mood.
Lying on my bed, staring from nowhere.
Tears suddenly fall as realizations hit me hard telling me that no matter how strong I am at the end of the day,
I will always be a worthless and stupid piece of a trash begging people just to stay.
A “delete feelings” button would be nice.
For you
I’m sorry for being such a mess.
I’m naturally funny because my life is a joke.
Life tip: When nothing goes right go to sleep.
I wish I was a kid again. I used to be a happy kid. Then shit happened.
Risk is always better than regret.
If seagulls flew over the bay they’d be called bagels
I can say cheese without smiling
