Pulchra-potens - Demum

I have been wondering,

if its my fault that she is becoming a monster.

and if it is me, i might be doing a good job.

and it scares me.

This is soo real. Internet friends are a blessing in disguise.

Having internet friends is an experience. Did you eat today? I can’t believe your sister hasn’t apologized yet, what a bitch. Drink a glass of water right now. Want to see a cat picture? I love you. I know you better than your parents. I don’t know your name. I’m having a rough day, can you talk to me about your favorite videogame? I love you. Good morning means good night means good afternoon means go to sleep. Here’s a doodle I made in class. I’m stealing your clothes as we speak, they’re so pretty. I love you. I love your pet. What does your hair look like? I’d love to see that weird leaf. I love you. I’m making you your favorite food. Thank you for holding my secrets for me. I love you. We’re having a coffe date. I love you. I’m giving you a screen-sized hug. I love you. I love you. I love you.

you have been on my mind for so long,

you have been my dream,

my first and last thought of a day,

and that's why

its so hard for me.

to let you go.

as if you never mattered.

the absolute truth .

Words cannot express the absolute rage I feel when I think I’m getting better and it all comes crashing down again.

Trust me. Trios are the weirdest. And cutest.

how to write a love poem

gut yourself like a fish.

stare at your organs.

describe the pretty colors.

use a metaphor.

torn apart.

forever you say,

but not till the end, right ?

no matter how much i try,

in the end i became what i feared,

just an average.

And that was the thing about her, she kept on surviving. With bullet holes in her lungs, and knife marks etched in her back. She never let anything get in her way, resilient. A fighter, not by choice, but a warrior at heart.

Kiana Azizian

My soul is aching,

begging to be shattered by you,

as if breaking is the only way

to feel whole again....