i'm slowly moving out of this account and into the real world,|
bear with me,
i still love you
vertigothe light's dizzyvertigo by ohsostarryeyed
or maybe that's just me
because i haven't been able
to see in straight lines these days,
i see stars spinning
around the night sky
like i can see the world
i am so still
i can hardly breathe.
when bleeding doesn't work.
until its lips fall over the
edge of your skin,
because you are infection,
you are atrophy and misery
all under one band-aid.
it's scary to see things moving
when you're too afraid
to do the same.
it's scary to be stagnant,
a warm swamp in july,
thick with mud and lack of envy,
coagulation around the ankles.
but it's scarier to move
when your eyes dance out of focus,
when fire is blurs of acrylic paint,
dioxazine purple, alizarin crimson,
it's scarier to move
when you can't
see what's in front of you,
and you know
it could be
liam's week.tuesday and liam got his first tattoos.liam's week. by RoseShadow975
an inverted cross and a frowning skull.
she didn't like it very much so she cried on his sheets.
liam didn't care so he snorted a bump and felt nothing.
wednesday and liam didn't do much.
he got up and smoked a pack of cigarettes for breakfast and lunch.
she threw up twice and shook until her soul rattled.
liam didn't blink twice and fell asleep early for an insomniac.
thursday and liam picked up his guitar.
his hair dripped water down his back fresh from the cold shower.
she couldn't believe her ears and stood in the doorframe.
liam played until his fingers bled and then he left.
friday and liam took a bus.
it dropped him off in south jersey and he stood there for a moment.
she fell asleep by the phone and fingers splayed on her stomach.
liam walked to his childhood home and threw rocks at the windows.
saturday and liam is at work.
he doesn't make much and it's the nightshift.
she went to the clinic and got the abortion at 4 in the afternoon.