Poems from dontworryaboutit
There are those who wear their damage openly,
as evidence on display of one more thing that failed to destroy them.Those who wear their...
I feel as though I wish I could puncture my skull.Though not in a bid to end my life, no, I wish not to spill my blood.I wish only to drain...
Leaky eyes and bloody noses defy gravity 'midst the slipstream.
Screaming through time and space, the resistance inevitably separating skin...
I looked you in the eyes while I was between your walls. The seemingly snap-connection between us draining into each other like our pupils...
Pedal's down, riding on fumes on the road to your heart.I see your eyes looking back at me through the rearview in the dark.There's a bed...