Creature Feature Alphabet // B is for Buried Alive
I am on fire but you retreat, with arteries so tense they shriek
anemic secrets that won’t keep; a heart that numb must choose deceit.
I am mayhem and treachery and dead ends never bothered me
your hollow voice shouts “victory!”
but whispers, restless, when you sleep.
Lights’ video blogs through the years.
1/?? PEOPLE THAT GET ME THROUGH THE DAY→ Lights Bokan
“You grow into everything you hate about yourself, over time.”