forever reblog for respect.
my most frantic moments
are the ones when i
wish to be
i can’t lie to myself;
but, i wish i could
because i would appreciate
mirrors infinitely more.
when your heart starts to feel anchored down. too heavy to lift up. to heavy to grasp and hold on to because you’re too afraid of the bloody mess. too afraid of the stains that it might leave. how it might burn at the eyes of others.
so you keep dragging it along. until you find that strength…
Talk me through this darkest time. Walk me through the streets of my mind and help me find where my body lies.
There’s this constant feeling in my gut
There’s this constant feeling in my throat
My heart feels heavy
It’s as though I feel guilt over something I’ve never done. It’s like my body is trying to burst to say something, it’s screaming from the inside, but i don’t know why.
I just want to scream.
I just want this feeling gone.
Shooting sprees and eulogies
You don’t know what your impurities do to me
Few and far between obscurity
I’m still searching for security
But this prevailing paranoia
Has got me stuck in a coma
Taking away everything I once knew to be
Your stench is an aroma
Drawn to your touch
Wish no. 1: I wish I could live rather than exist.
I wish I savoured every moment. I wish I went outside with shorts and flats on without worrying what I looked like. I wish I could laugh when I was on my own in public; that I could go out and see the world and have a bedroom where the walls were…
I was supposed to leave the house today, but after I cut my alarm off and looked at the clock, there wasn’t even a struggle to get up. I just pulled the covers over my head and wished the world was just a dream.
I don’t quite think someone on the outside looking in, could ever understand what…