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The Road Of Death

Every day my mind breaks down further. The virus continues carrying me along this road of death without my consent. I forget things. And I think the world will soon forget me. My friends come to visit. They ask when I’ll come back to school. I tell them I’m not sure. They ask if I want to go out. I tell them I’m not feeling up to it. But** **I don’t tell them I can’t remeber their names. I don’t t...

The Cliff

[TW - Suicide, mention of self harm]


The wind blows my hair. I’m standing on the edge again.

The waves crash against the cliff beneath me, the roaring sound almost drowning the thoughts in my head. _Almost_.

The suns rays warm my skin as it drips below the horizon.

Just when I’m giving up does the sun finally shine on my world. The universe has a sick sense of humour.


I take another step closer...

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Separated

Gay marriage was made legal in 2015.

Women were allowed the right to vote in 1918.

Black people were sold as slaves up until 1808.

Hitler killed countless souls based on their beliefs.

Disabled people have been targeted for centuries.


Together we could be more.

We could be better.

We could be form something unimaginable.


Yet we don’t.

Because of looks. Beliefs.


What the fuck is wrong with the h...

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The Scars On Our Hearts

The scars on our hearts,

Serve as a reminder.

That love will come with a cost.

Will you pay that cost?


Will you try to heal the scars?

_the scars will never heal_

Or will you carry on, ignoring the pain?

_i deserve the pain_


Will you bandage them?

Will you try to stitch it together?

Will you add an ointment?

Or will you let it bleed…


Will you convince yourself you deserve it?

_i deserve it_

Wil...

The After Party

The smell of vomit inches up my nose as the partygoers mill around in my house.

The party ended almost two hours ago, but nobody’s left.

Milly leaves the small utility room looking shaken, she glances in my direction and gives me a pained smile, just as a policeman gestures for me to follow him.


I trail after him, stepping over a puddle of sick, into the same room Milly just left.

I sit down on ...

Today

04/02/25


Today I woke up and I decided I was going to be a better person than yesterday.

So I got out of bed, put on clothes, and left the house.

I carried a bag of food with me, and walked to the nearest food shelter to donate it.

I collected some old toys and clothes and gave them to a local charity shop.

I gave 10% of my earnings this month to 3 lesser charities.

But yet I fall asleep with the...

Broken

Skin like porcelain,

Hair like silk,

Eyes bright and clear,

Thick, black lashes.


All cover a broken inside,

_Smashed porcelain_

_Glassy eyes_

Is how I see myself.


_The skin of an imposter_

Is like a bandage

To ensure my bleeding heart,

Is only bleeding on the inside.


My heart sobs,

My mind reels,

But this perfect body,

Makes sure nobody will ever know.


Only when I’m alone,

Do I finally shatter...

The Roses You Bought Me

The roses you bought me are starting to droop.

It’s the early hours of February 15th, you brought me them yesterday afternoon.

I put them in my Nanas old vase, filled with water, almost immediately.

They shouldn’t be dying yet.

Maybe tomorrow, but not today.

Less than 12 hours, and already they’re leaving.


The roses you bought me are wilting.

The red petals are curling in on themselves, and I don...

To Love And To Lose

It’s better to have loved and lost,

Than to never have loved at all.

For how could I ever live my life

Knowing I missed out on this?


_To lose the feeling of you_

_Is a thought I can’t comprehend._

_For how would I live my life_

_Knowing I lost this?_


I’m so grateful

For all the time we share.

Every day I thank whatever being controls out fate,

I thank them for bringing me closer to you.


_I’m so...

Are You Ready

Time is ticking,

Though you don’t notice.


The sand is falling

Through the hourglass

It sifts through your fingers

Landing in a heap.


Your life is being drained,

Everyday you’re a little less you.


The grim reaper is coming

Closer and closer

Until he’s standing over you

With a scythe in his hand.


You open your mouth,

It’s almost time to say goodbye.


The reaper lifts his scythe

He’s ready

But th...