A night for knives. Another one.
Red lace in water, dancing slow.
The words I cannot form released
In beauty. Let the ripples show.
But I don’t have that kind of strength.
A dream alone and known to be.
The lions roar in their ribbed cage,
Reverberating silently.
maybe i am your minotaur by DamagedHomewrecker, literature
Literature
maybe i am your minotaur
tell me something
you're afraid to write down
because then it would be impossible
to get rid of it. tell me
what made you cry that one time,
or what made you spook; i'm betting
it's the same story. i want to hear
the crack of your heart, the splinter of
my ribs taking in your love, all of it,
broken and shining and silver fished.
tell me that we can make this work
because i am crazy enough
to make this work. tell me something
you've never told me,
be it a song you know every word to
or the X's on your wrists. tell me
anything at all because i want to hear
you in more than my dreams. i want you
to know that i love you, even the darkest
dirtie
Current Residence: South Coast of England Shell of choice: Mine Skin of choice: Someone elses Favourite cartoon character: Ren Hoek Personal Quote: It will be alright in the end...if it's not alright...it's not the end...
These are the words I wrote in reply
This is for Echo Understood
This is from the wide walked perimeter
This is
Beyond Good
Beyond God
Beyond Lies
Out here
We sit and wait
For the new colonies to rise