• sky commented on the post, pour 11 months, 1 week ago

    it’s thick
    and sinking
    and sickening sweet
    and I can’t see you anymore
    when you’re mixed in like that

  • sky commented on the post, nominated 1 year ago

    I didn’t want the responsibility
    or the acknowledgement
    I didn’t even want to be
    there

    But I was

    I hope I win.

  • sky wrote about the word stunning 1 year, 6 months ago

    whats so stunning about it?
    the fact it’s broken
    bruised
    scattered on the floor

    now you’re shimmering
    and I don’t want to pick you up
    I’d rather just stare
    and see myself
    in your crumbling walls

  • sky wrote about the word laughter 1 year, 6 months ago

    sometimes it aches to hear
    and sometimes I ache without it

  • sky wrote about the word flare 1 year, 6 months ago

    is the colour of my smile
    and the light behind your eyes

    but nothing else has that flare
    nothing at all

  • sky wrote about the word sacrifice 1 year, 6 months ago

    what is a selfless sacrifice?
    If you’re willing to sacrifice yourself isn’t it for YOUR morals?
    your beliefs?
    your ideals?
    your god?
    I’m going to sacrifice everything I’d sacrifice myself for.
    stop the cycle.

  • sky wrote about the word riots 1 year, 6 months ago

    empty anger
    crashing all around
    filling up space
    with noise

    I can finally hear myself think.

  • sky posted an update: 1 year, 6 months ago

    a star shoots by
    and somewhere a girl is coughing up water

  • sky wrote about the word artistry 1 year, 6 months ago

    I could have been an artist
    then I realized I had no choice
    the art of artistry is an art in itself
    Everyday we create
    paths,energy,memories,trash, passion, relationships.

    We don’t have a say

  • sky wrote about the word comfort 1 year, 7 months ago

    can be broken, shattered so simply. Making someone comfortable is the most uncomforting thing you can do for them. Let them be awkward, nervous, uncomfortable. Let them learn how to be. And maybe sometimes they shouldn’t be comfortable.
    at all.

  • sky posted an update: 1 year, 7 months ago

    who chooses to feel sadness in their completion?
    not the ones who are completely content in their emptiness.

  • sky wrote about the word radical 1 year, 7 months ago

    face. but when I see this face it’s not screaming, its quite and calm and still…more radical than any body could ever be.
    completly silent.

    but not empty.

  • sky wrote about the word pepper 1 year, 8 months ago

    when it cracks, I am frightened but I know that I need it
    I’m so sick of the dullness, I am no longer intrigued
    I turn it over
    and watch it fall

  • sky wrote about the word sponge 1 year, 8 months ago

    he soaked up everything,
    every thought that slowly drained out of my head

    I think my mind was attracted to his imperfect, incomplete self

  • sky wrote about the word chance 1 year, 8 months ago

    as the time slowly slips away, a hot impulse fills my body, my mind
    I feel as though I must leap because if I do not, I know for certain I will just fall

  • sky wrote about the word destruction 1 year, 9 months ago

    everything was crumbling,
    life was being taken from everything, everywhere
    light sucked the color out of walls,
    babies crying and pipes dripping
    everything was crumbling
    even though it was never taken apart

  • sky wrote about the word force 1 year, 9 months ago

    I feel it hit me and as I stumble back, I forget to notice
    that I am not obliged to feel this way
    and there is choice.
    I was never really
    forced

  • sky wrote about the word umbrella 1 year, 9 months ago

    all it does is shield us, protect us from something unwanted.
    a barrier in between us and something more real, something natural that we should all feel.
    and eventually will.

  • sky posted an update: 1 year, 9 months ago

    his sea took everything
    crashed into my shores
    and swept away all of my sea shells
    salty and strong
    I was uncertain
    but I let him anyway
    and in the grey fog of the morn
    he was gone
    he had rolled away
    onto anothers shore

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