Twatter- Poem

Even if I don’t have success my twitter bio will. My marble instagram and brallette, channel no 5 and Mac Russian Red, internship, daddy’s money depression and anxiety cuddling me in a microfiber blanket. I’m not relavent, not POC or gay, just another slav slave (if you trust Nazi etymology) my typos make it look as if I can’t spell.…
View Post
Share:

Missed Out and That- A Poem

Let me lift you up, I have a bouncing beat in my heart, kinda like a happy deep house beat. Come on, don’t go downstairs, I’m an introvert too but don’t settle for beign depressed. Let’s get dancing for once let your muscles do what they want, feel that same house beat I do, let’s drink, smoke and have fun,…
View Post
Share:

Prayer for a Teenager 

I’ve no clothes, two days became a week. You were sitting with me on concrete carpet,  on a market blanket full of dust and fur.  Borrowed headphones on my shoulders, salty air and goosebump silence. The rose must have got trapped in my window last week  – It closed and died. My bed was covered by mouldy leaves.  I lied.…
View Post
Share: