(this doesn't make any sense holy shit i'm sorry)
scarred skin
shaking hands
unshed tears
unsaid words
and she found
herself lost
again
and the demons'
appetite for
self-destruction
was insatiable.
and holy fuck
she hadn't slept
in months
because it was
insatiable
the urge to feel something
was insatiable
motherfucking insatiable
and holy fuck
i'm running out of time.
YOU ARE READING
sangfroid ;;
Poetrysometimes i write poems and edit them into lyrics because it's therapeutic. aka// my pathetic attempts of making words sound nice with chords alongside them ~~ sang-froid noun coolness of mind; calmness; composure: "cold blood" © pastel-romantic ; 2...
