#bugys poetry

[5ecretlifeofellie]

I have to reformat my entire collection of SD cards

why is g-d giving me his toughest battles

[bug-blogs]

the roof of my house a freeing experiance i could feel the wind whistle as i stood on the edge toes curled over legs posed to jump but the wind never whistles in my ears my parents never call for me i climb down after dark saving my spot for another day

[bug-blogs]

my nightmares are filled with the sounds of crunching metal and glass standing in front of a car on fire as i watch them roast yet i can’t do anything about it i can stand there and scream pound on the window scratch at the door till my fingers are bleeding nails finned with paint but it always stays the same they don't look at me as they melt skin first reveling their muscles sometimes they hold hands and sometimes they just cry i dont know if they knew what was happening i hope they know i love them in my dreames i try to save them screaming my love for them begging and crying as those dreaded sounds the sounds of crunching metal and glass fill my dreams

[5ecretlifeofellie]

i hate when people ask me about my irrational fears

i dont have any

birds and milk

[5ecretlifeofellie]