Ive Become Convinced That Bo Burnam Is A Cryptid / God Hybrid Of Chaos And Morals.

I had a dream

someone I loved

had their heart ripped out.

We trusted the wrong person,

and they suffered for it.

I had a dream

i held them as they slept

praying for a pulse

head buried in their chest

I had a dream they shook awake

as if from a nightmare.

Their face said confusion

their eyes wild with panic

I had a dream I calmed them

Relief in my tears.

“You really were worried about me”

They said, weak smile on their lips.

I had a dream i held them in close

shaking in relief

their head on my chest

I slept

okay im feelin better but still sad

rain has tap tapped on my window

so i left it ajar so it could join me in my sleep

whisps of cool air were good company for my dreams.

one day i make a post declaring thoughts struck down to me by gods

the next i wanna talk about how if i were a little hamster i would simply grab my little feet and roll everywhere like i were the hamster ball that tried to contain me.

nothing can hold me

I have officially been waiting here for 635 days.

man to b like @biggest-gaudiest-patronuses

what a dream

ive ascended to the third reality. this is good news

so who was going to tell me that horses smell blood really well? Or was I just supposed to find that out when stabbed in a field at midnight?

i am so consumed

fern clover and birch can not pull me from my place in the thick of the bog

although they do try.

i lay prone, unprotected and powerless to stop sinking.

to each little blue flower who dots around my eyes and corners of my mouth,

i whisper, “bring me back to life

help me breath in air once again

help me wake up,

please.”

are we tired? fuck ya

what do we want? sLEEP

when do we want it? *ETERNITY*