I came up with some poems over the weekend while on a trip, so here, have this :3
smoke runs off my back, little tendrils of decaying weed.
black clothes work wonders for absorbing the sun's reign.
vitamin d tastes too much like iron.
cassandra's threnody - 3/16
i love like a dog
and i FUCKIN HATE THAT
not just for the other person but for me also
sometimes knives are just double edged
felt a bit edgy lol - 3/16
oh, i wanna be a boy!
I wanna be a girl!
Why can't I just be.
Do I even get the privilege of existing????
(((suppressed))) - 3/16
sometimes i feel like a dead cigar
emitting harmful fumes, burning everyone around me
but then the fire stopped
didn't really like this one when i wrote it, so i revised it - 3/16
life on earth is becoming too much of a sisyphean task
merely because of the idiocy and ignorance of those we're supposed to look up to
what the hell happened to role models?
that is the question - 3/18