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there was nowhere
else to go.
i hardly had a choice
but still, i climbed.
and tomorrow, when i'm
home, and there are no
towers to tilt my head
at in awe,
i'll find something else
to move toward.
______________________________~ Elliott (they/them)
How I wished you walked away
You tell me nothing is safe, anymore.
At least, not fully safe...
I am on the precipice
of reeling in this emotion...
It's not healthy, I know it's not,
to wish the world was faced with...
When people talk about raising their kids,
it's a strange concept...
Ink is my testimony; I pour it out and watch it bubble then boil until it burns my fingertips.
"Ready for warfare?", my mind antagonizes.
"I wasn't created for battlefields", my heart insists.
My heart is sick with grenades.
by Tanya Southey
by BOB GALLO