He takes it with him his soul all of him He steals it, owns it, hides it where no one else can touch it while I leave it behind me my soul all of me I give it, lose it, empty Oh, to have secret...
leahberman : > synthesis; expressions of nature >
elegyforadream : >
talonabraxas : > “We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are > spiritual beings having a human experience.” > ― Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
to feel the movement, the burning skin we are shapeshifters frozen, time will do the rest to die and take that first breath eternal relief washing over us we were made for this twisting lik...
inkskinned : > i think i love you, which is odd, because i promised myself i > couldn’t love anything that breathes - on account of a sense for > the dramatic and�...
thewindowofthesummerhouse : > SHAUN FRIEND
machinesindecay : > A man’s not whole until he dies. > A man is not complete. > His story’s not told ‘til his blood runs cold. > A man’s not whole until he d...
the world is on fire, but I only burn for you screaming, water! water! heads in sand arms flailing eyes large enough to swallow worlds, but my soul is quiet, lost in thoughts of you. you are my d...
everything isn’t always beautiful and I’m rarely unbroken, I keep my light hidden, but it highlights every crack (you can’t know me without them.) I’m searching for beauty, devouring i...
You left a hole the size of Saturn, huge, gaping, and threatening to suck the life out of everything. Well, it has already. And this is more than just emptiness, this is death within a breath. T...
polkadotmotmot : > Andrew McIntosh - Eruption, 2019
elegyforadream : >
hapless-hollow : > I am bound by too many burials of the soul. > > ~ HELAENA C MOON
ruined by your touch undone by your kiss I knew I could never go back to him and the others that fought never stood a chance when I was ruined by your soul undone by your love craving your touch�...
Yellow flames lick at memories, burning the edges how fitting you would be my sun, memorialized by its flower yellow, my sanity in days of blue the golden light leading me home, warming my heart ...
deletingmyself : > (by Gabriel Jimenez > )
myfairynuffstuff : > DARRELL UNDERSCHULTZ (b.1965) - Far from it all. 2008. Acrylic on > canvas.
You headed toward a low lying mist, ready to swallow you whole. You were fearless when it came to death, but I clutched you to my chest - afraid for the both of us - and in doing so, I felt yo...