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you will never forget who was not there when you finally admitted you needed someone… the blood & the bones
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What will you do when the day grows quite again and the absence is screaming quietly in your brain? the blood & the bones
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I have burned the skin of the lesser ones And lit flames in the worthy the blood & the bones
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I cannot have you.But, I can dream of you.And I can wake unwillingly. Painfully aware that the room holds no trace of you.The bed was never warm with your body heat and the barren valley between my shoulder blades did not miss the cadence of your heartbeat. Tightening my lids asking for a few more
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I am in the darkest piece of the path, dodging knotted roots and fallen limbs in the depths of a desolate forest. I have strayed some and I have fallen but I always get back up even if it means only crawling and I never give up fighting and I never give up hope. I
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Late night Monday thoughts … I want to live way out in the country where no one can see.. Where I can grow things. And find freedom that eludes me in the ever tightening circles. Where the stars are not dimmed by street lights. And the crickets all sing lullabies like they were written just
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they think I don’t know I’m not the only one who ever held hands in their betrayalcatching little liesbut never revealing anythingI am not naivebut it felt goodIt feels so fucking goodand trauma will make you believe that feeling anything, even sin, is coping… the blood& the bones
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• Sometimes when I can’t write I go back through pieces I started and never finished or old even journal entries.. Like this one. ….. He is lying there. His stomach pressed flat onto the bed. His breathing steady. He is at peace. I’m not sure how long this will last. Or when my hand
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I wish to be like the moon. For she is constant. Even in the darkest night, she never fails me. I can search for her in the black blanket of space and somewhere, some part of her is holding on waiting for me to remember her. And every time my eyes find her, I am
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in tragedywe are no differentin the absenceof all other viable actionno matter our beliefswe fall to our kneeswe begwe pleadwe pray the blood& the bones
The Blood & The Bones 