One feather at a time.
what does it feel like to live in your body?
where does it ache? do you have back pain? what does it feel like to look in the mirror? to take up space as you? to walk a step in your shoes? what do you carry in your heart? what does the world look like through your eyes? tag me pls :)
This tower is shrinking inside with swelling walls and ceilings that hide me.
My might, wasted momentum on falling feathers shed by existence that grinds me to the bone.
My edges uncoil, spread out and run
to greet a world that is too heavy and too fast, and I blend
bleed with it.
write something that will make me go "OOOOOO"
keep it clean, keep it friendly, have fun and tag me in the comments!!
I could believe what they said.
Leave my sword at the door as I cleave my own head.
Or I could walk undead.
With thunder in my steps and hunger on my breath, I could see red instead.
Tell an emotional story in under fifteen words
Keep it clean.
Winter never beats
the baltic cold that came from
you when you locked me out.