Destruction

graphite
“A penny for your thoughts
but a dollar for your insides
or a fortune for your disaster.”
Well then, have my dollar.
Maybe take my fortune too?

deep space
“Before I met you, I was in a really bad space.
I didn’t even know if I wanted to have a future at all
let alone a future with someone else
but then I met you and at first, it was just a glimmer of hope
but then I knew I wanted a future and I wanted it to be with you.”
And I am here and I will stay forever.
Dark places take over until you find someone.
I am someone.

temptation
i fell down a hole
one far longer than ever before
the cuts frequented
and anxiety grew
my job became hard
and none could help
no matter how hard trying
i no longer worried
my myself nor
did i consider how bad
i truly was i gave into the Devil
and he took me willingly

westcott navy
Tears streaming down my cheeks
These words written under pain
Pain from a feeling indescribable
So depressing and empty
Yet wanting to welcome it in
The raw loneliness of your absence
Only a few hours without your words
And it feels like an eternity
Forever knowing you’re there
Your presence is felt across miles
Missing you so much
The tears run down my face
With no attempt to stop them
It’s one time of many when the
Tears I want do come

raccoon fur
You came into my life
All slow and subtle like
But I noticed quite quickly
Felt your presence around me
So your tactics changed
Got to know me
Got close to me
To destroy me from the inside
But what you didn’t know
Not until too late
I have protection
Walls in my head
And in my life
Support all around me
Whenever I need
Ready to send evil on its way
All that’s left now is
One questions
A simple one too
Why
Why go through the trouble
When it’s just as likely
You’d fail and crumble
As you’d succeed and break me
Why take all the time with the plan
When you had the idea
I was already safe from you

witching hour
Attacked by fresh wounds
Wounds on my heart
Reopened and healed
Over and over again
But without anyone
To go to about it
The one who
Should care
The one who
Should be there
Doesn’t give a shit
And can’t think
Beyond their own opinions
To care about how I feel
And to consider
What those open wounds
Do to me and
To my heart
And just how strongly
Those reopened wounds
Hurt and sting
And push me down
Keep me down
Creating a wall
To push through so
I can stand back up
And heal myself
To move on with my life
And attempt to live
Normally without any
Worry of those wounds
Reopening again
And having to attempt
To heal them once again