I write because my pens give me no other choice.
Only a man could admit his fear of falling From heights far too high to survive Because everyone knows that A lesser man would jump to prove himself
By Ava Myers about a year ago in Poets
if I were the Virgin Mary you would be my sanctuary and you’d protect my virtue with your own precious life but these days I’m running
This pain is insurmountable, Infinite and incurable. It’s a shapeshifter, Taking a different form When I start to breathe easier
I don’t know what I expected, You were playing games From the very moment we met But could I really complain If you were playing with me?
Little Miss “bless me father for I have sinned” Is on her knees for a heretic Who doesn’t care to see her pray because
By Ava Myers about a year ago in Filthy
Last night in my dreams I finally Took a step off the box that held my weight And then I weighed nothing because I Was falling farther
I discovered love when I was fourteen and I’ve loved it ever since. falling is my favourite part because it’s uncontrollable and