there is a period of time when it is clear that you have gone wrong,
but you continue anyway. and sometimes,
there is a luxurious amount of time before anything bad happens

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@mentaikoprawn
there is a period of time when it is clear that you have gone wrong,
but you continue anyway. and sometimes,
there is a luxurious amount of time before anything bad happens
i cut the last vein that anchored me to reality, and
i cast myself adrift
the body always betrays itself, it blushes, it trembles
i once wanted total happiness,
now ill settle for a little less pain
all my life,
my heart has yearned for
a thing i cannot name
those who let the poison in,
are those who let the poison win
changing is scary but so is staying the same
i guess the devil works harder
i guess god doesn’t care
you’re the knife i turned inside myself in order to stay alive,
where i fed and fed that gaping wound in grief is where i thrive
times the best healer,
a wound like that though
a wound like that, no
when I was younger, I felt lonely, in terms of my thought processes
I had a constant feeling that I thought differently to everyone around me
so I suppose I felt lonely for a home
I didn't know where I wanted to be, but I knew I wasn't there yet.
in our bones, in our blood
gaze into her killing jar,
i'd sometimes stare for hours
-Gerard Way
begs the questions, is it really paranoia,
if everyone is, really truly is coming after you
is it a bad sign,
when the pain starts
to feel fine?
when usefulness becomes your identity,
being needed can start to feel dangerously close to
being loved.
make yourself at home in my rib cage