Touchstarved
This bloody muscle beats too fast
Color floods paper thin walls
Slowing this drum may cause a collapse
Scrambling excuses to stall
From freely given to now being earned
Steps must be taken
I’ve no time to yearn
This bloody muscle beats too fast
Color floods paper thin walls
Slowing this drum may cause a collapse
Scrambling excuses to stall
From freely given to now being earned
Steps must be taken
I’ve no time to yearn
I don't know if you're real. I don't know if you're out there. I don't know if I should be directing this letter at myself. I don't know if these words could ever be about anyone else. There&
Are you the girl who tenderly whispered that you would like to live by my side? Are you the maniac who tossed your head back laughing as sadness filled my eyes? Are you the woman whose radiant locks shone golden in the setting sun? Are you the boy who smiled
The start: 2025/04/22 Freedom Safety Connection Everything else may be transient I'm still in a phase of development Uncomfortable out of my element That probably means it's working Pleasure need not stay lurking The now: 2025/09/16
People would look at me with pity, but their kindness was nowhere to be seen. I turned from empty platitudes, seeking shelter through a screen. I stopped getting cat called at least, those same men now recoiled. I stopped hearing about how my beauty made me obnoxiously spoiled. Feeling unworthy