trigger warning: to be safe, there are mild allusions to self harm, body image issues, depression etc.
and downcast eyes
the lost girl
leaves a trail of silence and half-lies
in the hopes
that she’ll find
before the storm
she has already tried
on her arm
to help her navigate
the cold black nights
but she could never
find the way
before the cross-roads
faded into jagged lines
that mark her skin
with rods of blinding light
Ever since we were forced to be together (forever) about 17 years ago we’ve never quite come to terms with that, have we?
As much as I hate you sometimes, if I ever fully abandoned you, it will simply result in our time coming to an end sooner than I am ready for.
I have dreams to reach, places to go and by god if you’re the reason we can’t then-
In my childhood we didn’t fight much.
That is, up until I was 8 years old and my family took a vacation to Australia.
For some reason, my appetite just grew and initially my mother fed me accordingly, expecting me to shoot up vertically. Instead, you expanded like a beach ball, like the ones the other kids would throw around on Bondi Beach as we begged mum to let us eat that third ice-cream.