Fuming with rage , ink splashing.
A world so loud, a tainted canvas.
In need of a friend, a forest.
To listen, when low and trickling.
To listen, when spilling and roaring.
A river in the midst of the jungle.
A fire through the night.

Two certainties of life:

You never stop learning,
And you never stop hurting.

The same four walls, I see them everyday
There's a door to the outside
But if I leave I become the prey

Is it my fault the yelling begins?
Is it my fault I don't look that "great?"
I'd leave and swim but the sharks have fins

If I don't leave my room why do they see it as a phase?
If I don't have their name in my story why am I looked at with disdain?
I keep looking at the walls but start to feel insane

I want to leave, I want to run
I feel my mind tremble and I feel outdone
I just want to get lost because that's what's fun

Daydreaming at night is a paradox of a strange usualness

My antemeridian thoughts left me in a state of pure dire

Yet the patronage of the serene cloudy sky removed all desire

To surrender forever, instead I'll ascertain to progress

💙⛅💙⛅💙⛅💙⛅💙⛅

You had one job :

To love me

And you couldn't even do that
🔥
Good luck getting a good reference from me

🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

He'll pour the sweetest honey words
And you'll willingly take every sticky drop
Not knowing that he'll take you when the amber hardens
And add you to his collection

Why can't sadness
be a one night stand?
Shed the tears
like a silk dress.
Caress the feeling
only until dawn,
just to leave before
it's known.