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annieblackfield 2 days ago

tw: self-harm, war

***


the bells in your face of a girl

the daisies in your face of a boy


the icebroken paws  


the bird’s wings of touch 


o heart that is orangely blown!


you close your eyes to hide the kindness within

(they’ll be gouged out for kindness!)


wandering weightlessly through my lavender fields 

flying transparently like a spirit of the sky


you’re a rabbit; you’re trembling; your paws

are a keyboard instrument


your hands

are a violin 


your lips, body, and leaves

are a violin, too. 


piercing three universes through the eye of a needle


the infinity of time overcomes the chronicity of suicide


only a blue star is eternal

only your azure scream is eternal


i will speak when you remember all of my forty names. 


***


i am a guy who can magically create a bouquet 

i am a girl whose face was shredded by a russian missile 

i am a sea-devil fish from odesa

i am consumed by hatred

i take a little bird in my hands 


it will return to its mom and feed the world with golden milk 

then the paradise will come and everyone will be happy.


***


wherever i go, i take hallucinations with me

no one understands that the voices resemble ruins

and the world is as bright as a little horse…


hey you


with kindness in eyes


i’m carving a horse

a beautiful horse 

on my weary skin.

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azurePond 2 days ago

@annieblackfield I really appreciate you sharing your thoughts and feelings through your writing. It’s clear that you’re expressing  deep emotions, and that takes a lot of courage. You’re not alone in this. Your words are powerful, and they matter. Keep creating, and remember to take care of yourself!

BastionKnight 1 day ago

@annieblackfield

Your piece has a certain ethereal quality to it, cryptic but with a looming sense of strong emotions that bleed out bit by bit with the metaphors you chose. Thank you for sharing it with us.