InvisibleI don't see you, you don't see me.I guess this is just how things should be.
you are my oxygeni feel you slippingthrough the cracks in my windowleaving me breathless
[Homestuck x Suicidal!Reader] Prolouge Sadstuck [A/N: So I poured a lot of myself into this guys... enjoy. Butt hurt people may kindly fuck off and stop reading this whenever they wish.] Every day. Every single fucking day. You wake up, knowing the same thing, feeling the same, knowing there is no point to this meaningless joke called life. People around you have lost all meaning. When you were younger, you cried over everything. Over falling, over decisions, over being whispered over. You thought life had a purpose instead of just waiting for death. People grew to hate you and you grew silent. When you were younger, everyone was talking about how life was okay and how things would get better and you believed them you stupid prick. They talk about how sad you can get over your friends ignoring you or being bullied or beaten. Now you see people as pathetic creat
Bisexuals aren't a part of the LGTB CommunityBisexuals aren't apart of the LGTB CommunityI don't know what to say, or how to put it.But the statement above holds powerful meaning.A negative connotation, a spit of hatred.And because of that title, I take it that you're now reading.Then take it from the boy,who felt love for males, but at the same time,felt comfort when a girl ran her hands through his hair.Or take it from the girl,who loved the touch of her same sex,but perhaps sometimes, she'd prefer a boys kiss instead.And take it from those, who identify as “Bi”who are shunned or looked down upon,by those they believed they could rely on.And those who raise an eyebrow, who are againstLGTB, those who scorn at the name of bisexual,who practically scream “get away from me”.So where is their place, if you are reluctant to accept them?Does their sexual preface offend you that much,to the point where you are like the ones, who insult them and such.If you are LGTB, and you are currently read
RainYou stand here inthis somber place,the rain peltingyour sorrowed faceI think abouthow you do feign,as your salty tearsmix with the rainAnd as your lips do dripwith bitter sorrow,I yearn for youa better tomorrow
for markiplier.there's tar in our lungs,ghosts in our brains,and cracks in our hearts;but when you're here,we don't fall apart.
SeafoamI think that perhaps I will live life aloneAnd die silent and soft in my vagabond homeOutlive the people who still know my nameAnd through my departure, leave earth just the sameI'll leave no one behind me to cry in the nightI'll leave no great sorrow or absence of lightBut if I end up leaving someone behindAnd I sleep, uninvited in thoughts in your mindI have no great wisdom to banish your sorrowNo special thoughts for a brighter tomorrowBut please, dear friend, if you find yourself ableDon't strap me down to a cold metal tableDon't paint my face or polish my nailsOr set me up in a box and peer in through the railsJust wrap me in cotton and rock me to sleepAnd lower me into the billowing deepDon't let me rot in a box in a graveI want to dissolve into seafoam and waves
To See You AgainI’d swallow bleach just to see you again.I’d drown in blood and choke on death,I’d release my dying breathAll to see you again.I’d swing from a rope to see you again.I’d let go and join the black sky,I’d scream, scream until I dieAll to see you again.I’d down a storm of pills to see you again.I’d rewire my veins and run lights,I’d pick unwinnable fightsAll to see you again.I’d embrace red flames to see you again.I’d play in roads and with knives too,I’d kiss guns like I kissed you;I’d have to,To see you again.
UnconsciouslyYou're constantly at the corner of my eye.It annoys me because I don't know why.I look around it's always you I see.Even when I don't want to, I do it unconsciously.