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artist the art

and then everything else in between^^

#grunge #writing #drawing #poets on tumblr #artwork #art #artists on tumblr #girls with tattoos

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me but outside but not

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i’m still here !!!!

#zine #rock #hc punk #writing #drawing #graphic art #grunge #alt

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eat my dirt

She at some point can vaguely remember when complaining turned into a conversation, and the conversations turned into mindless chatter. How do you talk to people when no one is ever listening because their ears have been sewn shut with wire thread? From group to group, she hunts for fellowship- to be a part of a whole since she’s only bits and pieces. When she becomes so exhausted to the point of delirium, the world and its ignorant inhabitants wane away. All that is left for her is the coarse dirt beneath her feet where she knows it’s safe to lay. Bare feet exposed, she feels the small pebbles and earth scratching between her toes. The dirt was dry, dust almost, so harsh and suffocating.  Her knees meet the ground and soon nature’s mouth, in its ravenous longing, swallows her so softly and completely whole. She opens her mouth to recite her gospel, but the dirt shushes her cracked lips and fills her inside until she’s full.

#writing #words words words #short poem

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me n wyatt

#grunge #drawdrawdraw #doodle #journal #pen and ink

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she was the type to never think too far into the future. it was almost as if she didn’t expect one that was worth the time.

#writing #short poem #indie rock #pretty #girls #cry #over #spilled #words

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there is something wrong- a fundamental mistake within my genes that’s created this enigma. besides all the diagnosis’s and invasive lab notes there is a sour taste i’ve left behind for the doctors to suckle on leaving astute brains scattered and eager lips puckered. lacking feeling full on my own i treat myself to each vial and bottle in each shelf and on each counter until i’m full again. when my body feels hollow and my feet are almost up off the floor, i’ve known i’ve done well. a puppet with no puppeteer, yet my strings are still being pulled in every direction but west. an unraveled young heart left in a pool of thread and no stuffing left in sight. one stage to the next, where only during performances do i ever realize my brackish flight and just how deep the turmoil churns. undone and unraveled from each misguided step i’ve taken with no sense of rationalization towards my immoral trip.

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i thought it was funny, but it’s actually driving me down.

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you smoke with cigawettes?

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surprise i’m alive

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#grunge #edgy shit #punk #heavy metal

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do I really look like this