making good use of these weird feelings

making good use of these weird feelings I re-connect and aim to ignite I do burn brightly at times I used to write of slipping away disappearing my thin frame becoming slimmer and then simply gone I used to flirt with death I no longer find romance there my body still aims at becoming small […]

making perfect

making perfect practice being friends practice ignoring the fire in my stomach that IGNITES each time we hang up, seperate what exactly am I hiding away today what may resonate by burying emotion turning the spigot to the right I worry about consequences I may become like the rest not out of want but out […]