on being a wlw trapped under the male gaze:
matty healy told me that "sometimes it's bigger than happiness"
though i believe him i ask "is this it?"
i live under his gaze, lost in a crowd
how did my search for silence become so deadiningly loud?
i've developed stockholm syndrome in my time here
his gaze holds me captive, yet i still care how i appear
will i always be searching, or is it true?
is all i am what he wants me to do?
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How cruel that I must feel in equal parts
Why must I hurt as much as I love
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can you forgive me for all that i've done?
icarus' sweet call beckons me from the sun
i'm trying to fight but i'm just ready to give in.
i can still taste it on your pretty skin
a subtle reminder of what had almost been
but joy is so fleeting
you end up chasing it to death
i wish i could tell you what you want to hear
i wish i wasn't weak, crippled by fear
of living forever, and never feeling that way again
you wrap me in lullabies till i pretend to believe
you promise forever, my darkest of dreams
i live to evade you and i will make my escape
you love me in abstract but never truly
you wish i was differrent, a figure of movies
you bed me in love songs and i'm nearly undone
but i know my wings will melt if i fly too close to the sun
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