tw: self h @ rm swan's trigger: poem ~ i'm always exploring the parts of me that cease to exist hate the way i talk, marks on my wrist, just keep on carving as if it's bliss but really i'm just wishing that i didn't feel so stuck in this abyss so i sing to a swan that's dancing in a lake watching ballet, staying up late pretending that i'm a bird a dead one, sure hey, what's so crazy pull out the charger relishing the crack of my whip on my dead skin watching tan turn to red, never penetrate this bit i'm way too scared to see the pain of rose red liquor seeping from my veins but my science teacher from when i was fourteen told me life's not quite that easy but people like me deserve a shot. a shot i reach for a trigger, aim it at my head only the trigger is all the tears i have yet to say so i try to sing to the doves on my head trying to turn gunshots into words unsaid except this time they're said, present the shots get fired at my poetry book and my journal lights up like an essay hook and finally i look up. ~ HEY FAIRIES! so um i've been writing a lot of poems in my free time with school and all, so i thought i would finally share one ,:) sorry this one's also kinda dark!!! im rlly trying to write happier stuff haha....pls trust in me!!! i had this one written a few days ago but i felt pretty self conscious about putting it out there, hope it sounds okay anyways, this one i kind of wanted to end it on a hopeful note, i started stargazing late at night before sleeping and it has helped me manage my anxiety so much it's actually crazy...so yeah!!! i feel like the poem is pretty self explanatory, i feel kinda off explaining it, i might take this one down, but UM yeah....haha hope you have a beautiful day, ty sm for reading my poem, pls remember that you are beautiful and ily smmm regardless of what warty witches say<3 love you!! xx miya
