some nights i can only cry i am deeply consumed by my constant rejection from those i give my heart to — their smiles and gleaming eyes only last from the duration of me making them cum until i tell them i love them — those words may or may not mean anything but in…
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My back hurts so badly Bent over for hours with no progress Painting the same colors of red and black Over the chest of a woman Screaming To ears that don’t exist And even in a state of shock Nothing makes sense And everyone seems pressed To move on to something next.
Public Service Announcement- 2020
I like to think the universe has forced me into solitude Rather, than myself falling into the depths of isolation. Yet, I remain a lonely state, accompanied by depression that meets the instability of my internal irrationalities. S.
I’m not sure
my mind races faster than my heart but the weight of my heart balances the chaos of my mind resulting in a constant turmoil of what I know to be true but choose not to believe. -d.s.II
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