Zevais

She could taste ash on her tongue. The world was new. Her eyes opened for the first time. And her legs felt like those of a newborn fawn. Flames licked the edges of her body. Iron forged flesh. A weapon. A menace to the living. She could hear the echoes of her past selves. They were all dead now. Conquered. And she emerged the new victor. Stronger. Better than all the other she’s who came before her. She breathed pure fire and it invigorated her. She bathed in blood and it cleansed her. She had awoken once again. And this time, she would not show mercy. This time, she would swallow worlds whole. And be the last thing men would speak of

I am a girl of pastel colours so faint you can barely tell them apart from white I am a woman made only for lukewarm happiness and the almost nothing of boredom trying to pass itself off as contentment I am a lady made from a blank sheet of tracing paper covered in halfhearted scribbles and nonsensical pictures all adding up to the infinity between zero and one Barely defined I fit inside any box rattling around with too much space- maybe one day I'll become agoraphobic But I am more than a girl a woman, a lady, a female determined by my biology and not my personality like one dictates the other and everyone's the same I'm still looking

Did you know the darkness listens? It is rather cold It seeps in and wraps around your bones Feeding off weakness' that you told It slips through your senses And blanks everything out that matters There is no longer vision Just a black mirror threatening to shatter It steals your eyes and presses deadly fingers over your mouth and nose Shadows dance around, darker than the night And panic sets in with all the fear rooted deep Making it seem like nothing will ever be alright Inky blackness full of demons Monsters beaten so long under your bed and in your closet, come out Ready to play nothing but the old games Just reaching out and clawing,

holds the intensity of a tide burdens crash against the walls of your heart and worry scratches at your brain and they wonder where I put my halo it's been a long year of satellites and my diamonds and i wanted to believe there was an art to crying to depression to being homesick I have never gotten used to the smell of the ocean I'm dying with every step cracking my bones and you walked down the alley ahead of me out of reach you would never have saved me I wanna set the world on fire and find all of your hiding spots so you can forgive me for yelling too loud when I searched for you that day you were gone for so long and I learned the

Slowly living Quietly sitting Eyes wide open Always wondering Where did the time go Where did the days go Walking forward flipping on lights Making memories Counting on the long nights Similarities and differences Always searching for the good Fingers carding through soft hair Breaths trickling out in a slow flood The worlds always turning The sky is always over head The sun always comes up And you can always smile Leaning on the little things Letting them carry you for miles