bare bones,
here are rests the things ive wrote,
to purge, to mend whats broke.
read, or dont. <3
December 18th, 2011 I do my everyday routine and still seem to manage time to daydream about you and me how it used to be
By g.m.t 2 years ago in Poets
Sleep after an OD There is a sweet scent here that softer falls than rose petals blown from sprays of water falls music that gentler lies
you are saving me in so many ways and it scares me to death because i wasnt ever taught that this isnt the way i should spend my days
6/20/2021 Dreams trips around the moon in my head in my bed all my dreams feature you you say "must be a nightmare" but on nights like tonight
12/9/20 Garden of seasons when someone falls in love with your flowers. not your roots when winter comes they wont know what to do.
Breaking up when there is nothing to break love is a sweet whisper but hard truths come screaming demanding of a reckoning
3/13/2021 Untitled Yes I loved you I guess that much is true and i dont want another i dont want anyone but you i guess moving on is just something ive gotta
5/1/2021 Trophy you tried to convince me i am worthy just to turn around and treat me like a trophy all in the same breath
ripped my life in two always waiting for the clues I can feel my skin stretch picking scabs again indebted to unpaid dues
your escape to california mid summer '2017 when you said you'd find the black roses just for me and i couldnt wait to see
the smell of night snorting stars to see and be seen doesn’t matter if you’ve wandered far a gift of sight in my dreams
understanding the fire will burn out eventually, so im blowing it out now to save myself the energy waiting for you to love me