helenneee

you see 

there are moments like these

moments where 

i wonder 

what my world is to be 

moments where

i wonder 

if you’ll ignore my texts 

five years from now

To have survived this long 

despite the world’s penchant 

for beautiful dead girls,

Is that not magical in itself?

The heart is an arrow

It demands aim to land true, 

it leaves us

someone hear me

please, little gods, 

whoever is listening, 

whoever hears the echo, 

someone

hear me. 

i have enough 

caffeine 

in my blood

to kill a cow,

momma, 

you know, 

i was so pretty today.

i woke up on time

you didn’t say anything 

before you left

but,

my glasses were clean

my nails were painted, 

The world goes distant.

I can feel myself

slipping

dissipating

into the words,

the worlds

that I bring life to.

Somehow I feel 

betrayed,