i’m not a girl
i’m a storm with skin
Tag: words
I shall continue to exist. I may assume other disguises, other forms, but I shall try to exist.
You don’t cross my mind, you live in it.
Perhaps we are just
masochists
chasing the thick aired promise
of perhaps,
the dainty threaded
whisper of chemistry.
It is not a flame and explosion,
but a subtle
slow leak
of sanity,
you and I.
Thin lipped and curled tongues
chasing the three little words
that would break my heart.
You think ‘okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst,’ but you hold out that small hope, see and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you.
I hope the thought of me makes your skin crawl.
You see, I want a lot.
Maybe I want it all:
the darkness of each endless fall,
the shimmering light of each ascent.
Be strong, saith my heart; I am a soldier; I have seen worse sights than this.