OKAY

OKAY

Make the commitment that, not matter how lonely you get on your journey, you will not reinvite toxic people back into your life.

“As long as he doesn’t shoot you and then eat you, we’re good.”

“The standards are so low.”

i would like to be one with the moment

without freezing under the pressure

i don’t want to miss out on the opportunity

the opportunity to love

and be loved

but i’m afraid

im afraid that what brings me such excitement

will eventually strangle me to death

and leave me to hang

I take pleasure in the pain, I like the way it hurts

Whether it be from a razor, or summoned from a burn

I like leaving a scar behind,

Like proof of penitence, or like a caution sign, or trace of evidence,

reflecting the heartache that i must endure

while wallowing in misery and avoiding a cure

Because honestly I encourage your ghost in my mind ..

it's the only way to see you and look through your eyes

douleur-douce/douxsouffrance, proof of penitence

I felt myself on the verge of letting you break me all over again, succumbing to your embrace in the darkness of the night, your arms clenching around my waist too tightly, hands grasping my soul with an iron grip, refusing to let go.

But for some reason, you didn't allow me to let you break me, and I'm struggling to understand why. What kind of love do you call this? Is it a love that can't hold me without causing harm, yet it's also a love that won't let me back into your life to be shattered against the wall?

douleur-douce/douxsouffrance, Like Glass

i thought about you

my fingertips ran down my body

a loving scalpel on my stomach

i touched myself to the thought of you

and i felt engulfed by the memories

you’ve seen me naked

and you kissed me all over

so no, these memories

will never go away