Poems from amishflowerchild
is it a heaviness? do you feel like you can't breathe? like honestly there is nothing much keeping you alive and you don't know why. it is...
"your body is the house you grew up in" he used to tell me,
"all the paint may not be fresh and there are cracks in the doors but they...
dying.
cold breezes and laughter with my mother.
empty stomachs, hunger.
soft cold sheets against my skin and the heavy weight of a...
watching sunrises. i want him to take me in his arms and whisper into my ear.
"you are so beautiful. the loveliest i have ever seen. don't...
okay.
I AM ALIVE I AM REAL I HAVE COLORS AND SHARP EDGES AND THOUGHTS TRAPPED INSIDE MY HEAD.
I AM NOT DEAD,
not dead yet.
you think you...