Fractal
When will she fly to get to say goodbye...
When emotions are held deep
And it makes you feel so low...
I’ve never written about you
Because I’ve always felt like...
In the twilight of existence, when shadows start...
Upon the canvas of life, Death gently comes to...
In the space between
Sunday love-songs...
I wish my skin was a couple of
shades whiter, so you could sympathize...
3 large Big Mac meals
2 packs of cream slices fill...
I wonder when
your parasitic nature...
I would give anything for the relief of
an unbelievably fresh, sleek, sharp razor blade...
Every time I speak up
To make our relationship better...
**Trigger warning: self harm**
the edge of death...
Pain can’t be understood.
To do so...