Behind every Great Mother There is a child crushed underThe cap of her heelBegging and searching For the light of love
My taleAlready writtenSight transfixed on the mirrorExpertly transcribingEvery…
The smell of smoke excitesMy tempest mindThe vault door’s crackedThe safe unlockedDig out the powderBreak out the bombsI’ve…
I know one day it will occurI’ll come across your wicked nameyour face will appear in a public place without fear
CW: includes themes and discussion of suicide
CW: themes and discussion of self harm
I clothe myself in Arcanitymy specialty is wordsthat veil of profunditya brooding mysteryan argument on semanticsdevolves into…
Goodbye skeletal hands gripping my neckpressing me high up against the wallnot enough room for saliva and…