NicoNation

Hubris I see your guilt And I see your lies I see the walls you have built I can read everything through your eyes You have become so ungrateful You desire more power You are hateful You think you have the highest tower You are wrong Do not go too high You are not strong You cannot fly Let go of your greed You can be redeemed You can be freed Strip yourself of hubris Your wings are not solid To the sun you flew Soon you will be falling And I will not catch you

you know i would fill you up and over with love an overflowing kitchen sink stacked with plates from a breakfast two mornings ago i recall the clink of a fork and an intake of breath and an "i think im going to leave you" slipping from your lips like a prayer, i nodded, and went back to my tea what could i do to keep you, this backwards love we had i exist as a passing point i am neither your point a or b artemis will deny that she walks these woods barefoot searching for love in dewy blades of grass but i am painfully honest about the holes people have left you were my orion for a week or so, if i was a planet i would be pluto for i

We're all wearing black, of course. It's not like you would have settled for anything less, would you? Muffled coughs echo around the church- there always seems to be someone with a cough at these things, though I admit I haven't been to a lot of funerals. Music starts. I exhale once, a sharp motion that pushes the air out of my lungs and vapour spills from between my lips instead, even though we’re indoors. The heels of my boots keep clicking loudly against the stone floor and the tag on the back of my dress itches. I've worn this dress to a funeral before- I wouldn't want you to think I'd go out and buy a new dress especially for yo