Scar Death Magic

You'll Only Cry if you Have a Death Wish

How can I tell you that I plug myself in
every time your veins churn foreign blood?
How can I show you there’s a cemetery in my chest,
tombstones in my bones,
orbs of ghosts in my brain?
Walking dead girl, Conscious android limbs, electric nerve endings
I’m friends with the walls, but only a little bit
We spend doomed weekends together
On Tuesdays we’re raconteurs
Sometimes I let my skirt blow up with the steam
shooting from the subway grates
just to feel the breeze
just to revel in the stares,
the double takes,
the wide irises,
the mothers covering their childrens’ eyes
because I am the creature that gets their blood pumping
I am meticulously wired to catalyze adrenaline
I am the greatest life-ruiner of them all.
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thank you for the recs, comment, and subscribers! wow. i didn't actually think anyone would read this story just because it's so random and short and i'm not even sure how exactly i came up with it, but thank you ♡

xo sunny