Not dead!I swear, I'm not dead nor dormant.
Just being killed by school.
Still afraid of the hype, by the way.
~SoulFire1315
We are all death rattles.Newest
Not a Side AffectWoke up today to notice my resolve is growing thin I realized just how hard it is to live in itchy skin Somehow you reverted me to crawling on my hands and knees Every ounce of my blood ran from me in ensuring that you wouldn’t seeNot a Side Affect
An effort that brought me from here to here Your smile stretched from ear to ear Disdain secretes from your head to your toe Every inch of your skin must surely know
Your tongue, your teeth Your hands are key Hold what’s hiding just beneath You wish to be, strive to see Surely that I disagree Woke up with fleas &nb
by ~SoulFire1315
Anorexia NervosaA cycle of starvation that no amount of sleep can hinder and no amount of endurance will conquer. The sort of dehydration where your knees buckle when you walk up a flight of stairs and you have to grip the wall for support, but then your hand is also too weak to hold you up so you fall anyway. Where you're completely exhausted after a single day of existence, even after a weekend of sleep, and even if you take a two hour nap, you're still done by ten PM. Your brain can no longer function. No matter how much sleep you get and no matter how warm the weather is, your body just simply cannot produce heat. Your friends will place all of their jacAnorexia Nervosa
by ~SoulFire1315
Walk the PlankI'm feeling very poetic (oh so apathetic) The rain beats down on the pavement outside Shouting a drum roll that builds in time Louder and louder, each movement I cherish [Knowing the moment it stops I shall perish]Walk the Plank
Beat, beat, beat, beat Four to a measure (knowledge is pleasure) I fidgit, awake, unwinding your riddle You played my arm like a weeping fiddle
And after, you left me at home (laughing quietly alone) Insane but in tune, muttering faster and faster No one else could hear me, but I'm all that matters
The sun slips up, a mourning for this morn
by ~SoulFire1315
Frail as a VerbSearching our faces for Freudian tells, Our dirty dishes aren't cleaning themselves There's a hall and a staircase between your room and mine Yet this seems hardly enough space to which I'm confined.Frail as a Verb
Without a muscle to move, simple suffocation The man moving my lungs has gone on vacation I told you long ago that I've had my fill And now that you're gone, I sit quite still.
With nothing but your Back To keep me company Propped up against the wall Sitting Position Did anyone notice this change in style? Maybe you'll visit me Once
by ~SoulFire1315
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