Follow me to redemption, I will not judge or mention My quiet subtle obsession But, here is my confession: When you wear Your hair like that, Natural in the sun I justly stare at those tats That bloom and come undone. Tell me a story about your You And tell it with affection. I'll listen… Continue reading No more detention
Author: NichOlle
Paint it Red
It has been exactly 4 months since the last time I encountered you and let you persuade me into ruining my forearms. This is the longest i have gone without seeing you in 5 years. I can feel the blood under my skin flowing throughout my body. I want to empty it so bad but… Continue reading Paint it Red
Writing pisses me off anymore. I yearn to run my fingers over the keys and feel the indentations softly against the tips of my fingers but I never have anything to jot down. I used to keep you updated with my life, but I don’t do that anymore either. Im avoiding it because I don’t… Continue reading
The Carousel
Welcome to the carnival that I call my mind I've been here once or twice before, I come here all the time. Linger through my lucid thoughts, dance at destruction's door. Swivel through a slippery slope, I shall say no more. Come get your seat before they're gone! I shall say no more.
I miss You and I am coping, self-harm.
Its been a long time. Its been a long time since I have seen you my friend. My sharp-straight-edged little friend. I have missed you just as much as I miss my father. You were there for me when he was absent. Holding you in between my thumb and pointer fingers, I just miss having… Continue reading I miss You and I am coping, self-harm.