The Soul Behind Her Beautiful Face

My soul carries weight that myself cannot handle. I hide behind my face so they cannot see the spoken truth behind it all. and I hide behind this screen so you can hear my truth.

[alessiajontrunfio]

Soooooo, I’m alive guys! sorry for the lack of posting!  I’l try to be more active again on tumblr!!!!!  by the way,  let’s start the year with…a Solangelo mini-comic ( an old one that my lovely Patrons already saw)! I’ve kept this comic as much as generic as possible, so I don’t spoil anything from the Trials of apollo saga. - -

- - ‼️‼️‼️ SO, if you haven’t read the books you should skip the explanation below ‼️‼️‼️👇:

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[devilkissesangeleyes]

MY SONG

Will you sing my song, a melody of our connection, will you look at me like no other despite my imperfections.

Will you kiss unto Thee, the fragrement of my skin, that shields the misery I hold from within.

Will you bask into my soul, bathe into my blood, dive deep into the depths of my love.

Will you call upon my name, in the midst of my problems, and blind me by your beautiful white teeth, and solve em.

Will you climb my walls, one step at a time, unlocking the ugliest parts of me, moving them aside just too behold the beauty I’ve been withholding.

Will you touch my body, undress me with desire, and feel the warmth of my presence, unwrapping my clothes, like I am your personal present.

Will you feen for my smell, indulging in my scent, the scent of a fantasy, that makes you want too dream and never wake up to reality.

Will you lock your eyes with mine, and read me like a book, a cover isn’t judged, will you see me more then looks.

Will you accept me, and the burdens of my past that clouds my happiness often, burry my worries and may they rest in a coffen.

Will you repair my broken pieces, if you cut yourself till you bleed, and still look at me with awe, no guilt, or fear lingering.

Will you hold my heart, without diminishing its light and flood it with more, will you fly with me too heaven, as we look above the ground and sore.

Will you be my person, my endless income of hope, will you glide down this path on this slippery slippery slope.

If you will not, I ask of one thing, be the person who will tell me if I am not the song you want too sing.

If I am not the door you want too open, or if I am not the girl you want too love,

I ask for one thing from you, if I am not for you, please do not sing my song.

[devilkissesangeleyes]

I NEEDED YOU.

I needed you there too wipe my first tear,

When I scraped my knee riding a bike for the first time.

I needed you there, too celebrate the day you brought me into the world, and granted me life.

I needed you there, to point out my mistakes, and teach me wrong from right.

I needed you there, the nights I would cry and wonder why I wasn’t enough, for you too stay by my side.

I needed you there, through my first heartbreak, when I couldn’t eat or sleep, to wipe the tears from my eyes.

I needed you there, when I got my period, too embarrass me and tell me I was going too be alright.

I needed you there, too tuck me in, and sing a sweet song or a short lullaby.

I needed you there, too send me off to school with a kiss, an I love you & goodbye

I needed you there, too remind me of the beauty I hold, cause somewhere in life I forgot .

I needed you there, when I sang for the first time, at my elementary talent show, I got nervous & stumbled a lot.

I needed you there, to hold me and play with my hair as we gossip about boy drama.

I needed you mom, more then ever, but you started a new life,

& left us with mama.

I needed you then, but I don’t need you now.

I’m 19 and a high school drop out.

Kicked out and left on the streets, stripping was my way of income.

When I lost it all, I asked for a home, you ignored me and again went ghost.

You told my sister too take care of me, and I always wondered why, why you didn’t love me enough while I loved you the most.

Why you would look at me, like you despised me everyday.

Why you took care of me for 2 years before sending me away.

Why I couldn’t get an I love you, not even once a week.

Why would you leave us , and start a new family.

Why weren’t you there when I got mobbed the first time,

No hugs no worries, “they wouldn’t have mobbed you if you didn’t do anything first” was her reply.

When I was losing myself, in depression and anxiety, why weren’t you there too remind me of my worth.

Am I not your daughter, your blood, the woman that you birthed.

Or am I a reminder of your past self, because I sure did go down the same road.

But I wouldn’t be who I am today, if you were there and if you would have known.

A washed up, deadbeat daughter is all you’ll ever see.

I accept the fact that I never needed you, but maybe, you needed me.