He could be out there but he won't make himself known
He makes me glow
Maybe my most beautiful messy freestyle
Are you the light? Or the darkness I'm living through?
I know why razor lays unsheathed
Amongst these ranks division
I hate when people misplace me.
I just made you up to hurt myself / and it worked
Squeezing one last freestyle in of 2020. Like Cinderella 👍
Care is a word I hear you keep uttering
Pupils absorb all the light like black holes
These depths you send me to are pressurized (freestyle poetry)
There are armies bleeding tears which swell and swallow whole moons (freestyle poetry)
In love with his darkness
Trigger warning. Themes of depression, cutting, and suicide.
Just my love
A poem about how he destroyed his greatest love of all (and yet love survived)
Saline tears, darkest fears
The light is going out, the light is gone
He's got a black heart
I hate him. I hate me. The end.
Please stop the pain
I identify as dead