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elizabeth-rose07 · 23 days
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All The Words I Want To Say
Carrying a porcelain knapsack—mysterious phrases, foreign languages, all the words I want to say. I want to make it someday, kissing your face in our bed, in the kitchen, watching a movie on a Sunday night.
I’m torn like a marionette between what I want and what I feel like I should. But it’s hard to the difference when everyone else is trying to tell me which one is which. You’ve got my heart strings, and my mom has my spinal cord—I can’t move without being torn.
It’s so exhausting to exist when I tell her I’m mad at you because you got Crumbl cookies without me and rubbed it in my face. I giggle because I’m not really mad but she says I should break up with you. She tries to say it like she’s joking but I know she means it. I know she means it because she hates when I’m not home. She hates when you’re here, and we’re hanging out. I think she just doesn’t want me to grow up. Neither do I. I’ve never been so scared in my life, but she makes it feel like if I touch you I’ll die.
Maybe that’s why I can’t keep my hands off you.
-Elizabeth Rose
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elizabeth-rose07 · 1 month
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My love, leaving so soon. Don’t stop loving me, we’re still under the same moon.
-Elizabeth Rose
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elizabeth-rose07 · 1 month
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Young Love
Bend me over backwards
Sink into my skin
Tell me where you want to go
Everywhere you’ve ever been
You’ve got sweat on your forehead
Red across your face
Staring at my eyes
And I’m trying to know your name
Now you’re luring me in
Making my heart race
And I’m picturing your arms,
Hands around my waist
And we’re so damn young
But you’re getting older
We could be in love
If you’d just get closer
-E.R.
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elizabeth-rose07 · 2 months
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High Tide
I long for you
how the ocean longs for the moon—
Crashing into the shore,
Beating into oblivion,
Just to be noticed by you.
I long for your light,
your beauty, your might—
To hold you like the stars,
how they cradle the moon.
So calmly, sitting in the sky at night
But even the stars are jealous of how you shine.
How you sleep, how you smile, how you laugh and cry.
And the deep night sky is just in awe
of how it could be presented with something so divine
And so I long for your face,
to kiss it so soft,
And for your waist,
where gently my hands may loft.
Each hair on your head,
Every mark on your skin
I want to love you so hard,
but so gentle, and without end.
Lastly I long for simply your tongue,
how it crashes into mine—
like how the waves crash into the shore,
hoping they, the beloved moon will adore.
🌊💫
-Elizabeth Rose
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elizabeth-rose07 · 2 months
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Last Night
Last night I killed myself Solemnly opened the sink to drown out the sound As I bled my memories and sorrows Against the bathroom floor
Each drop formed an endless river An elegy for every moment I lived Every tear, every smile, every lost hope. And suddenly my heart became a fresh spring.
Last week I killed myself. All the senseless yelling, no more All the knocks on the door turn to static And all the tears slowly dry up.
Last year, I killed myself. Life lifts the weights off our backs When they're not about us Quickly, I was soon forgotten My smile slowly faded from their minds, long ago And my name became a day of penance To those who breathed the same air as I.
And the morning after I killed myself, The sun came up again, And from the ashes blossomed new flowers And the trees wore a bright green for the funeral within. And the birds sang a tune so real, Conducting a symphony throughout the earth, From an eternal tune that was ever but a dream.
F.Preuss 14/10/23
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elizabeth-rose07 · 5 months
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Death By a Murder
Misuse and abuse my lone pretty muse;
be a tool and fuel her sad somber tunes.
When the giving is said and the taking is done,
to bed she will go and wonder when she’ll be gone
See her lying and dying, all alone;
eaten and beaten by you needy crows
Away, away, away you shall go
As soon as you’re done picking at her bones.
She’ll sigh and cry about how she feels used.
You won’t see her again ‘til the evening news
Fly away, fly away, my pretty dove,
show them the gifts you were sent from above.
Hear the stars call your name,
cause they’re wishing you fame.
Too little, too late,
you’re far too insane.
-Elizabeth Rose
Driven mad by the crows, mad for all that I know.
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elizabeth-rose07 · 5 months
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As You Are
Teary eyed
Twilight
Looking at my eyes,
hands holding my thighs.
You’re making me cry
And you say,
“I love you as you are;
however you may be.”
I’m staring at your heart,
you’re staring at me
Racing heart
So dark
You’re looking alarmed,
laying in my arms—
I’m admiring you like art.
Close your eyes
Goodnight
Holding me so tight,
saying what’s on your mind.
I tell you you’re too nice
When you say,
“I love you as you are;
however you may be.”
And I’m staring at your heart,
but you’re staring at me
-Elizabeth Rose
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elizabeth-rose07 · 5 months
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Take my heart with you when you go. It would be an awful shame to keep it beating so homesick inside me.
-Elizabeth Rose
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elizabeth-rose07 · 9 months
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Ancient Architects
I’m still as a statue;
the slightest movement may crumble the already cracking colosseum.
I wish I could repair my gruesome little globe,
but it seems I’ve to do everything on my own.
The blame isn’t mine;
all the cracks and tears come from prehistoric fights
It seems the architects were too unalike.
If only presentation were more advanced for its time,
maybe we could’ve saved this dreadful city of mine.
Place the terracotta on the welcome mat,
make it pretty, make it just like that.
I’ve built a home in the ruins
and while the rubble is a nuisance,
it seems my expectations have finally loosened.
-Elizabeth Rose
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elizabeth-rose07 · 9 months
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Urban Twilight
Hold me in the urban twilight,
I’ll be your dream city delight
Too busy rebuilding our bones
to call anything else home.
I’d like to know your skin
Marks and scars mapping where you’ve been
Stars shining down on constellations of your own
What if we let curiosity roam?
City lights hit my delicate foggy eyes
but with you I’ve never been so alive.
This city may be ours
But the twilight is all mine
-Elizabeth Rose
(This one is pretty happy so yay)
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elizabeth-rose07 · 9 months
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Inferiority
I liked the way you didn’t try to say they care,
actually understood the root of my despair
Not grasping unconditional love out of thin air.
You made me feel so real.
But there’s something about the way you wouldn’t say
what travesty was gripping your brain,
squeezing out all its cells
It made me think we’re just one in the same
You frequent inferiority as if you’re best friends.
Don’t know where to go when the party ends
You clean up the cups and everybody left,
trampling the floor you already swept.
Cry me a river but they’ll just think you broke a sweat
And no one notices the hours spent,
just meaningless minutes by the end,
building bridges, breaking walls,
cleaning glass marred with stone.
Doing your best, and it’s still not enough,
and god you’d give anything to feel some kind of love
from the ones who say they do but offer no proof
I love you (is this enough proof)
-Elizabeth Rose
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elizabeth-rose07 · 10 months
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Confidential
Sirens sing in the quiet of the night,
emphasizing the emptiness of certain unfulfilled interactions.
So secretive and mysterious and I can’t help but be curious.
Trepidation fills my lungs,
and I’m longing for when it was just us.
But it was never just us.
Confidentiality confines our mortal senses,
entirely erasing any consideration for curiosity.
Our lives align so similarly
yet so differently
And I just want you to be okay.
-Elizabeth Rose
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