#writersoftheworld

[moonchild-pullingpetals]

When the trash throws itself out, don’t go dumpster diving.

Life’s advice I’m giving myself

[moonchild-pullingpetals]

You said you changed. Pulled a 360... still the same.

Me, myself, & i

[moonchild-pullingpetals]

He is above me.

His most intimate part is sliding in and out of my wet folds.

I feel his hot breath on the side of my face.

My hands caress his powerful arms; my legs wrapped around his waist.

My room is filled with nothing but the sound of my ac & his cries of pleasure.

He hits my every spot perfectly.

But I am silent.

I am silent.

After you, I finally learned what it meant to just fuck. Not “make love”, no. Pure fucking with no emotions attached. I finally learned.

Now I feel empty.

[moonchild-pullingpetals]

"Hell is a state of mind." I know... but my mind's gears are stuck in park and you can only get so far by walking.

[moonchild-pullingpetals]

I have this emptiness inside of me that I don't know how to stop and I not really sure when the tears started falling. I just know it's the only other thing besides pain that I can always remember feeling.

Me, myself, and I

[moonchild-pullingpetals]

The miserable and the damned are the only ones who will ever understand.

The things I write while sober

[moonchild-pullingpetals]

My old poetry speaks to me more now than it did when I originally wrote it.

[myselfnishat]