Run Run girl Run Through the woods he follows her Up and down Goes the path In and out Goes her breath He follows her
By Anastasiaabout a year ago in Horror
I can see it Just as the day I arrived November leaves decorating freshly dug soil Fluttering down onto a tombstone From bright and vivid
By Anastasiaabout a year ago in Poets
Little hands Soft and velveteen Shiny eyelids Tired and drooping Long lashes Looking down at the ground A small mask To fit his round face
If I were to confess, Which I won’t, I would apologize. If I were to tell you, The words burning on my lips, Which I refuse to do,
rip into me i'm just a vessel a vessel for pain so rip into me with the pretty shards of my broken heart cut me with the tips
divinity your body is divinity elegant and hollow save for the rot eating away at precious flesh so many colors smeared on your bare skin
I. The Beginning Although I protect myself I have one thing to keep safe To fight for with my last dying breath And I’ll send as many of those god-damned creatures
And there she was A rough scab on a smooth perfect knee With a chalky cigarette between bony fingers Chipped red painted nails