Itsuko97

Wither Written by myself, Edited by Shelby Orth Cold sweat, red lips My eyelids painted gold Lashes brushed with glitter And cheeks dusted rose Eyes lined with stardust, They’ve spun me a dress. Weaving it with pearls, Diamonds, Lace. It’s not enough to blind me. They think I’ll fall into their Intricate Trap, Woven as tightly as the dress That clings to my unwilling skin. Their lies, their maudlin attempts To keep me satisfied They’re see through, And for a moment I want to laugh A laugh full of bitterness and hatred But I don’t If I want to survive, I keep Silent. So I embrace this hollow