#vent art

[i just wanted to be loved]

[every cut becomes an eye]

[LIARS GET THEIR TONGUES CUT OUT]

[where are your words?]

[why is this so hard?] 

[no one told you goodhood was so lonely]

[if no one but you is hurt, this is okay]

[you deserve this]

[i want to smoke. i want to smoke. i want to smoke. i want to smoke. i want to smoke.]

wilted

Looming over by razored strings
Are silhouettes, the thoughts and things
That ensnare, dig, and cut you deep
Crippling you until you seep
In the searing cascades that weave
With every painful wretch and heave
Earth beneath you swells and rumbles
Giving way to mush from crumbles

Stuttering in my fractured mind
As vision hones and airways bind
Echoes of your floundering breath
Anguished pleads from imminent death
My body, heedless, plunges through
A carnivorous muddy brew
Heavy splintering tendrils tug
While I tumble and tow and lug

But an eternity has passed
When my hand reaches yours at last
My muscles fight the rubble-strewn
Limbs give and pull and haul through noon
But no matter how much they yank
By evening still you’ve almost sank
And now we both are far from shore
Alone and deeper than before

If only I had stopped to think
To cast a line beyond the brink
For despite how desperate my hand
I’m not anchored on solid land
My martyrdom won’t keep us both
From merging with the undergrowth
But mind long gone, what can I do?
I’m too focused on saving you