the worlds in words

consequently, they fell in love.

[consequentlylove]

Turn towards me, love warm your face against my rays, drowning in my sun

keep away the cold (s.w)

[consequentlylove]

she felt tremors along  the fault lines of her heart. he wrapped himself  around her core

and she quaked even more (s.w)

[consequentlylove]

she hid amongst the flowersas the storm clouds rolled in

she wondered if she would drown here (s.w)

[consequentlylove]

the winds of her heart whistled across his  barren desert;  the unforgiving sun bleached their bones

— what can survive in a place like this? (s.w)

[consequentlylove]

she dug a grave for her body deep within the earth. she waited for someone to water her seeds until she could bloom, back to life

she waited and waited and waited (s.w)

[consequentlylove]

the lying demons  you keep on your tongue are dancing in your brain and clawing into your heart

they’re tearing me apart (s.w)

[consequentlylove]

Our cold, dusty home is littered with broken glass. How can I stay here?

stop asking me to stay

what will become of us? #13 (s.w)

[consequentlylove]

perhaps it was time to leave

six word story

[consequentlylove]

she painted her face, a cracking porcelain doll, hiding from the light

hollow and buried in dust (s.w)

[consequentlylove]

she tried to burn all the memories, all the crumpled papers she thought she could leave alone. she forgot that she had buried them, deep within her bones.

the scars have faded but they’re outlines for the new (s.w) 

[consequentlylove]

She’s a rabid dog; she’ll bite you right where it hurts

she’ll swallow you alive (s.w)

[consequentlylove]

Tell me, what can be salvaged from this heart's wreckage?

it lies bleaching under the stoic sun (s.w)

[consequentlylove]

her heart conspired to escape from the confines of her aching chest

it slammed against her cracking ribs

[consequentlylove]

darkness was always trying to bleed into her sunlit veins

stealing away her warmth

[consequentlylove]

she dug her toes into the sand, stood against the waves that pounded her skin, showered her with salt.

she stood, despite the cold and the tide (s.w)

[consequentlylove]

storms continued to weather her away

six word story (s.w)

[consequentlylove]

the air is silent around her and yet, there is a crippling cacophony  inside her head; it repeats and it howls and it swears that she's not good enough, will never be good enough

silence outside the walls (s.w)