Fainting Goat

Fainting Goat

UT

15 years old

Posts

  • The Waves and the Sunset

    Noah stared out the window of his house at the beautiful beach before him. Gentle waves brushed the shore, dragging sand away when they left. The sky overhead was blue and clear, and the soft scent of saltwater filled the air.

  • DEPRESSION

    Do you know what it feels like to just float around, not living life?

    Especially when a million people just push you down.

    Pressure builds, and you just want to scream in agony.

    Repressed emotions fight to the surface.

  • Why?

    Why?

    One word. One question. So many answers.

    Why?

    I don't know. Maybe because my brain doesn't work right.

    Why?

    I don't know. Maybe because I can't control my body.

    Why?

  • Bias as I see it

    I think bias is ingrained in humans. No one can escape it. Personally, I have to deal with bias all the time. Between being disabled, being goth, and being queer, a lot of people make assumptions about me.

Loves

  • Bus thoughts

    I envy those who’ve never known Loneliness.
    She is not just empty space—she’s a presence,
    cold fingers brushing the back of your neck
    when no one’s watching.

  • Stained-Glass Girl

    you should be an image in stained-glass windows 

    the same ones you trace with your eyes every sunday 

    while hymns echo in your ears, words 

    you've known so long you forget the meaning. 

  • Morning, But Not Really

    it’s 2am and i’m still lying awake 

    with thoughts in one hand and feelings in the other. 

    how can i go to sleep with a head full of stars 

    and my face running away 

    up into the sky 

  • Poetry

    By wph

    Pre-Cambria

    All the little animals swam up to feel the air that day.

    They danced in the water like they never had before.

    I know they did.

     

  • our obituary

    if i don’t take something from you 

    ill take the other.

    i’ll wash your oceans down to my essence

    and eat the dirt that gives you life


     

    the schools of fish shall go to my offspring