It’s about the time I start unwinding any hope I’ve been wrapped around
Unravel you like the lie you are
I’m resilient
First word that comes to mind when one thinks of me
So often mentioned I believe it myself
Unbreakable
A bi-product of you
The unintended beauty in the last time you fucked my mother
“Ooopps”
“Sorry dear but we made a soul last night, vastly steeped in humanity”
A compensation for your ‘self’
“Excellent! She can pay the price for my mistakes and I can keep living as I live, surround by half broken people because they are the only ones who never get close enough to see how hollow I am. I can die a lonely old man knowing she will make sure people come to my funeral. She can be my penance”
Resilient
The first word that comes to mind when one thinks of me
A body related to the shit it has over come
A spirit that doesn’t know to rest between battles
Back handed beauty
“You can drop her as many times as the conversation calls for”
“She will dent…bruise…chip…lose bits of herself”
“But never become so broken you won’t be able to use her again”
Resilient
It’s about the time I start unwinding any hope I’ve been wrapped around
Unravel myself like the lie I am
Cremation is really cheap,
Cremation is really cheap, and you don't have to have a service or anything.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
:)
<3
Much Love
Ashley
For real, though...lol. xo
For real, though...lol. xo
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
I read it like 5 times.
I read it like 5 times. Really sadly relatable... though my own story is much different. I could really feel you here..
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I am sorry you can relate, that SUCKS! I challange us both to happy poems 1..2...3...go!
Much Love
Ashley