Lunathebold @Lunathebold@pawoo.net

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Cigarettes and Tequila
Every girl's favorite lovers

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It is a cruelty to know
if you came back now. If you knocked
if you came bearing fruits
and castle bricks, and tickets to New Orleans,
and a mouthful of our history
dripping like honey. If you told me
‘I still have the last bedsheet you bought.’
If you gave me an oyster card with a year of travels on it.
I’d let you in, for tea, and I wouldn't reach for your hand
when the cup was empty,
I’d tell you to go home. I am home.
And I don’t wish for this
anymore.

#poetry #corvusrobotica

I fear that I'm quite twisted in the head
For as I go I'm surrounded by the dead
Those that came before, now then soon
Walk beside me in day clear as noon
They are the ranks of my past
My kind
My blood
And soon I will join them, as I breathe my last

Lay upon my breast, lover.
Let your being feel my pulse.
Fight recoil at Satan beneath my ribs,
His snarls and desires wrought in my being.
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Listen as I sing sickly sweet songs.
Learn of my shame and mistakes.
Find carcasses in my wake I've left;
hear their wails of caution, sorrow, betrayal.
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Leave me here, my waning love.
Limbs sunken into sheets decaying.
Famine of heart is all you've won.
Hollowed love to starve your weary soul.
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I miss you
The laughs we shared in that ihop parking lot
Stories you'd tell me as you became a warrior
My awkward hands unsure of their cause
Now I simply miss you
And those simple nights
We watched the sun come up in my truck
Now I wonder if you still watch the sun rise
And if your thoughts ever turn to me
The way mine do to you

I'm watching Violet Evergarden on Netflix and I keep getting teary eyed...

Why do they do this😭

Blood on the sand and blood in my eyes
Blinded by the rage of gods long gone
Men die today for men dead yesterday
But this blood in my eyes allows me to see
An image of corpses crawling beneath my feet
And so I'll load my rifle and pray to the heavens
While all present only receive their condemnation.

It has come to my eyes
That I'm drowning in the drink
This new year lays ahead
And my brain can't begin to think
On all the passing adventures
With those still sure to come
Ten thousand paths to walk
Can make the hefty sum
So I give you my beggars advice
Though the words are daft and soiled
But listen! Listen!
Lest my thoughts be further coiled
Let your houses be merry
Your wives and daughters too
Breathe in that beautiful air
And float through the world anew!

When our eyes see the light of ten thousand suns
And hell becomes the land in which we reside
Do not scream at gods for your mistakes
We all saw the coming tide

I was raised to believe my God was man
A stern hand and strong voice from heaven
Sunken face with cold eyes
Yet how could he give life?
Hard hands meant for war and plague
No, I think there lies a Goddess
Mother to us all
Giver of life and love
Her fair hands to guide us
My goddess doesn't revel in war
She doesn't kill with hatred
This Goddess is the light in the dark
My Goddess welcomes all with open arms

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My siren song I sing so sweet
To carry you with barren feet
Across the sand and into sea
Where you can't help but drown with me

The poison seeps into the wound
Like ghastly fumes from within a tomb
Slowly, yet persistent it always feeds
Into a heart of trouble it would seem
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Those that spread it, I fear don't know
Of the grief and pain, they deftly sow
Simple words they've been taught
As though it were hatred that they sought

The burning girl cares not.
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The pyre beneath her shall wash away her shame
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Flames to cleanse her soul

Broken little bird why don't you fly?
Ride the highest winds within the sky.
Have your ragged feathers lift you proud,
Beat your tattered wings against the ground
Broken bird why can't you fly?
Soar again within the sky.

Seven days I've been at sea
Seven days drifting in this ocean
Seven days I've been in the drink
Seven days to drown you or I
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Taco Bell
Corona
And mild depression
The perfect Wednesday completed