(Samira J Reyal)
i can't settle
or sit still and be quiet
like a good little mouse
mediocracy
is not an option..
life has to be felt
at full tilt
this need inside of me
is like a need to bleed...
to feel the burn
of a thousand suns
on my pale soul and..
sometimes..
sometimes i even fear
i must choke
on my own breath
to feel my heartbeat
bashing about
inside of me
and then..
then i want to feel
the blood course slowly
through my veins
and know that
everything..
all of it..
will be
ok
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AFRAID i don’t scare easily, but the way he looks into my eyes sends shock waves rushing over my skin i fear he could tear into me like a silver bullet, exiting clean through without even looking back i am afraid that he will not find anything inside of me worth holding on to and that the hole left by him as he ripped through me would leave me bleeding out and empty
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in the deepest parts of me
resides a sadness
i know this
but somehow
i don’t feel it
but… it’s there
i just can’t find it
to give it a name
it runs from me…
perhaps thinking
it can fool me
if it hides
between my layers
of skin
but when i extend
my arms
to reach for the shadows
i see the vines of thorns
that have replaced
my veins
and i know
it has rooted
deeply
and its barbs
will soon cut through
so i can feel
the bleeding
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