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phinexa-rose · 3 years
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Wallflower
Her eyes so blue  Like the ocean before you drown  But you can never see them. As they only look down 
She blended in to the wall  Her hand clutching the books  A pretty little thing  Only measured by her looks 
She sat in the back  Her lips never spoke  She never had objections  She did what she was told 
No one bothered  To ask if she was okay  She was a wallflower  Ever since that day
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phinexa-rose · 3 years
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Blood is ink
The crimson red  That's in my veins  The obsidian black  That filI the page 
What's the difference  Both make up me  One is outside  The other in me
Both are vital  As the air I need to breathe  But one is replaceable  The other fake as can be 
With one I can bleed  It lets me live  The other's words I heed  The ones I give
I want the other  But I need both  I don't want either  Where did I go? 
Both are my life  Through both I breathe  But I can't have both  I need it to be 
I need them both  But I can't have it  I need to bleed  I need to write it
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phinexa-rose · 3 years
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Death
A social outcast  Skilled at art Drew with lines  Of a blade in dark
The gothic girl With headphones in  Music bought a blissful  Peace from within 
Long black sleeves To hide his wrists  Bruised and scared  By blood red slits 
Both were choking  And tried for a breath  Both refused to  Succumb to death
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phinexa-rose · 3 years
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Artist
He was skilled  In the art of lies  Waking in the dark  Muffling his cries 
He wanted to talk  But no one listened  With unshed tears  His eyes they glistened
So at night he drew In the moonlit dark  With another line He lost a piece of heart 
But his art didn't need  Paper or pen The artist required  A bandage again 
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phinexa-rose · 3 years
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Lips Love to Lie
A mask we wear To show the others Our face so bare Of natural colours
Our heart beats With a mechanical hum Movement so fixed To feelings we're numb
We are told what to do What to wear, what to say We are our own person But we have lost our way
Pick up the brush And dip it in red dye As heaven only knows How much our lips love to lie
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phinexa-rose · 3 years
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Through his eyes
He saw the bright colours, The red, the green and blue.  He saw all the oceans, With their vibrant hues. 
He closed his eyes,  Colours so bright.  He opened his eyes,  And saw nothing but white. 
He didn't care,  He knew who he was.  He knew what,  A spark to the eye does. 
He'd given up hope, Of seeing any light.  Shadows and dark, He saw through his eyes.
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phinexa-rose · 3 years
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Rubatosis
I can hear it, as it beats in my chest Thump-thump it goes, it never rests I am aware of it, I hear it I don't want to, I ignore it
But I still know, I choose not to But I still hear it, do you? It's so loud it clouds my head It's loud, it reminds me I'm not dead
I hear it, can you? It's loud I hear it, can you? It's to loud
Is it normal to want it to stop? For a second, a minute, an hour tops I promise I'm okay, I promise I'm alive Because I can hear it, it tells me I'm alright
I didn't want to hear it But on it now I depend It tells I'm alive And when it is the end
It would say 'I've had enough you need to stop it now' Could I really do that 'Here I'll show you how'
And then the sound I hated The sound I thought was okay The sound told me to close my eyes To end the eve of today
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phinexa-rose · 3 years
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You
I need to breathe   I can't I need to live I can't
I want to be myself again Who were you? I want to remember When did you?
I'm confused What about? Who are you? Inside or out?
I was with you Since the beginning I was always there Near you
Behind you In front of you Beside you Against you
Don't you know? I am you
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