Cut-no-angl333

i am numb here behind empty eyez bloody cotton balls line my home needles seek relief addiction that I feed beggin for more money to feed this hunger for fire running inside my blood fix me give me that last fix just one more could save me i am heavy eyez empty looking for relief from the cold some food to eat but still I starve no coins for me because I crave more crawling in the streets scraping the concrete for pennies rattling in my cup I am so numb I can barely be called human.

>>>do i chase you or do i chase your white skin rigid expectations when loving him do i see how I will never be your model do i not believe in the ability to educate you the complexities of a system it took me, as a brown woman, years to understand ur a protected boy... could you ever comprehend?? institutional racism lessons in between Guitar Hero. you never see me and i never see him. we can't, or we wont understand. racism is hidden in language people dont as much just come out and say it people express racism through favorites and then non favorites are haters. i could love you, but do i sink into black skin? do i love it be

The days are shattering at my feet. They fly by and they don't. It's like living the same day a million times. Drowning in a pool of lost days and dreams and people, all the same. The diamonds, the blood, the rivers and the faery wands. My voice, like my tears, has been bottled inside, holding me up in the night sky. Holding me up into the nothing of the world; its greed, its death, it's heat. So pathetic it has made it's self seem. I cry alone because no one needs to see it, pity it what it could or couldn't be. The same reason I hid the blood. No one would be able to understand why. Why so many people have become the same. With cut wrists a