
(my only friend on tumblr as of now)
I have changed my settings for tumblr so it’s not just plain old tumblr-blue any more!
I hope I’ll see you sometime before school ends….
erm…. bye?
(how do you end a post? …. weird.)
Please change your post settings so that I can respond to them.
I better see you before school ends.
Love,
Giraffesinthesky
P.S. I like the new setting, but your thing is still UNTITLED!!!!!!!!!
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Love,
Earnestine
Here I am again
none different from the last time
or the time before
maybe a little more battered
maybe a little more beaten
this again?
Here again
defeated and desperate
asking for a salve, an ointment
Anything
But I wasn’t trying to pick at the scab
to make it bleed harder
or to trip over that same spot
It really looked less bumpy this time around
I was fine on my own
I can see the road and its bumps and forks
I was fine, really
It got dark fast, but that didn’t trouble me
Who needs to see the trail behind me anyway?
shards of a heart that used to beat
trickles of blood that used to coarse
in the fragments of veins that once lay under my skin.
Hope, don’t forsake me
Love, don’t leave me
I have forgotten beauty
But You will not be forgotten
Your spark will not be smothered
I do not know what I want
but You do not deny
Father, here I am again
broken again
hunched before beauty that my eyes do not recognize
I want to see, Father, I want to see!
No more darkness
but eyes that see
sparks that brighten
uninhibited by the emptiness
You are
Unquenchable and undeniable
I am aflame with Your promises of
Life
Embrace your distractions
cut it off
don’t look back
there’s no merit in these ties
disappointment breaks
but freedom gained from fear
only cushions
free yourself and spin faster
plunge back into the knots and hide in these nets
don’t be afraid
the choking only lasts so long, dear
there is no ending without gasping
go ahead, take the leap!
he’s right there behind you
shove
cushioned and welcoming
saccharine promises of pleasure
take that!
take your terror and feed the grin
chuckle in your darkness, love
don’t wait for daybreak
lest you see
fractured knots and dissipated nets
in your mangled giggling
Don’t jest
your slashes are but half-moon incisions carved into your face
aim better next time.
It’s not over till it’s over.
snip snip snip
the low moon helps me sing
i can only laugh.
rwong gnorw wongr ngowr wrngo