(Reblogged from melitaea)


Spiders crawling
In our heads
Out our mouths
Into our beds

Spiders crawling
Here and there
Making homes
In our hair

We look away
Afraid to know
Afraid to see
What lies below

Afraid the truth
Too much to bear
To take all in
So we don’t dare

Instead each day
We close our eyes
Choose not to see
Believe the lies

just hold me

hold me in your heart

because I want to feel loved

and you’re so perfect at it

Freight Trains

Wandering directionless
She stumbled upon some railroad tracks
As she skipped along them aimlessly
The tracks began to hum
There hadn’t been any warning
Or because she’s a daydreamer
She had missed the signs
But it is a railroad track
Stepping upon it sets things in motion
He was headed right for her
He was a freight train
The sound almost deafened her
And the light from the engine
So incredibly bright
Shining into the darkest crevices
Of her mixed up soul
For the briefest moment
She let herself be fully seen
Before jumping from the tracks
He left as quickly as he had come
Reality as she understood it
Melted into a puddle on the ground
Leaving her there to clean it up
And piece it back together
into something new

“She took a heavenly ride through their silence
She knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past
And coming back to life”

Forever having shifted and shaped her paradigm

nothingness …

often even from herself

often even from herself

(Source: itschii)

(Reblogged from akbmyka)

savior victim

savior victim

over and over and over and over

and they all thought I was going to save them

they all thought I was the answer to their happiness

I kind of thought so myself even

little did we know that true love can come only from yourself

Why is everything such a fight she wondered?
As she crawled through the muck and debris, she thought to herself
What if the entire world took a deep breath and let it all go.

He is spirit unbound,
            felt in the darkest and dustiest corners of her mixed up soul

He is the truth seeker,
            piercing through time and space into her stubborn heart

He is the risk taker,
            fearless and brilliant pushing her past her perceived limits

He is true beauty
            the kind that only poets speak of and leaves her breathless

He is an impish grin,
            his childlike spirit leading her playfully to be honest and free

He is freedom,
            as she breathes him in her world grows impossibly more