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@willsalwayswriting.bsky.social
·:*¨ i want freedom. only until then can i sleep.¨*:· || violently writing poetry
·:*¨༺my poems༻¨*:·
a thread ^_^ 🧵🪡
a thread ^_^ 🧵🪡
October 31, 2024 at 7:59 AM
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forbidden, consuming atrocities.
a will poem 🧵
a will poem 🧵
October 31, 2024 at 7:58 AM
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‘normal’
a will poem 🧵🪡
a will poem 🧵🪡
October 31, 2024 at 7:58 AM
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thinking will most likely be turned into a longer poem eventually >_<
thinking will most likely be turned into a longer poem eventually >_<
thinking
a short will poem. 🧵🪡
a short will poem. 🧵🪡
October 31, 2024 at 7:57 AM
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thinking will most likely be turned into a longer poem eventually >_<
thinking will most likely be turned into a longer poem eventually >_<
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‘special’
a will poem🧵🪡
a will poem🧵🪡
October 31, 2024 at 7:56 AM
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once, twice
a will poem🧵🪡
(tw: implications of SA)
a will poem🧵🪡
(tw: implications of SA)
October 31, 2024 at 7:56 AM
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is it really the only way he would approve of you?
if so, that is in no way a god i wish to worship.
if so, that is in no way a god i wish to worship.
October 31, 2024 at 7:52 AM
is it really the only way he would approve of you?
if so, that is in no way a god i wish to worship.
if so, that is in no way a god i wish to worship.
a routine im much too familiar with.
is worshipping a god that will condem you to eternal damnation just for your way of being and praying that he may turn you ‘normal’ really a way to live?
is worshipping a god that will condem you to eternal damnation just for your way of being and praying that he may turn you ‘normal’ really a way to live?
October 31, 2024 at 7:52 AM
a routine im much too familiar with.
is worshipping a god that will condem you to eternal damnation just for your way of being and praying that he may turn you ‘normal’ really a way to live?
is worshipping a god that will condem you to eternal damnation just for your way of being and praying that he may turn you ‘normal’ really a way to live?
flipping page after page, a hypnotizing motion im much too familiar with.
Leviticus 20:13
“If a man lies with a male as with a woman, both of them have committed an abomination; they shall surely be put to death; their blood is upon them.”
a verse im much too familiar with.
Leviticus 20:13
“If a man lies with a male as with a woman, both of them have committed an abomination; they shall surely be put to death; their blood is upon them.”
a verse im much too familiar with.
October 31, 2024 at 7:52 AM
flipping page after page, a hypnotizing motion im much too familiar with.
Leviticus 20:13
“If a man lies with a male as with a woman, both of them have committed an abomination; they shall surely be put to death; their blood is upon them.”
a verse im much too familiar with.
Leviticus 20:13
“If a man lies with a male as with a woman, both of them have committed an abomination; they shall surely be put to death; their blood is upon them.”
a verse im much too familiar with.
i wish i could scream “i don’t want this life”
i dont want to feel sick everytime i look at myself.
i dont want to find myself reaching for my bible anytime i find myself feeling any sort of attraction.
i dont want to feel sick everytime i look at myself.
i dont want to find myself reaching for my bible anytime i find myself feeling any sort of attraction.
October 31, 2024 at 7:51 AM
i wish i could scream “i don’t want this life”
i dont want to feel sick everytime i look at myself.
i dont want to find myself reaching for my bible anytime i find myself feeling any sort of attraction.
i dont want to feel sick everytime i look at myself.
i dont want to find myself reaching for my bible anytime i find myself feeling any sort of attraction.
i feel so ill staring at the message that reads “It’s the girl who prayed for you yesterday at church”.
and at that very moment i wish i could pull out every amount of guilt and sickness i feel from just living as myself.
and at that very moment i wish i could pull out every amount of guilt and sickness i feel from just living as myself.
October 31, 2024 at 7:51 AM
i feel so ill staring at the message that reads “It’s the girl who prayed for you yesterday at church”.
and at that very moment i wish i could pull out every amount of guilt and sickness i feel from just living as myself.
and at that very moment i wish i could pull out every amount of guilt and sickness i feel from just living as myself.
a boy who didnt pray night after night to the very god who would punish him for the way he lives.
a boy who didnt have to shower with the lights off every night because of how much he fears this vessel he calls a body.
a boy who didnt have to shower with the lights off every night because of how much he fears this vessel he calls a body.
October 31, 2024 at 7:51 AM
a boy who didnt pray night after night to the very god who would punish him for the way he lives.
a boy who didnt have to shower with the lights off every night because of how much he fears this vessel he calls a body.
a boy who didnt have to shower with the lights off every night because of how much he fears this vessel he calls a body.
i pray that i could be a boy.
a normal boy who didnt have to wish.
who didn’t have to wish for the worst burden to fall upon him so that maybe he might have a chance to appear normal.
a boy who didn’t have to wish he liked girls, a boy who just could.
a normal boy who didnt have to wish.
who didn’t have to wish for the worst burden to fall upon him so that maybe he might have a chance to appear normal.
a boy who didn’t have to wish he liked girls, a boy who just could.
October 31, 2024 at 7:50 AM
i pray that i could be a boy.
a normal boy who didnt have to wish.
who didn’t have to wish for the worst burden to fall upon him so that maybe he might have a chance to appear normal.
a boy who didn’t have to wish he liked girls, a boy who just could.
a normal boy who didnt have to wish.
who didn’t have to wish for the worst burden to fall upon him so that maybe he might have a chance to appear normal.
a boy who didn’t have to wish he liked girls, a boy who just could.
maybe my mom thought that if she drank enough maybe she could blur the lines enough for me to look straight. that she would get her daughter back.
and maybe she thinks that if she prays enough god himself will personally come and fix the loose wires in my brain.
and maybe she thinks that if she prays enough god himself will personally come and fix the loose wires in my brain.
October 31, 2024 at 7:49 AM
maybe my mom thought that if she drank enough maybe she could blur the lines enough for me to look straight. that she would get her daughter back.
and maybe she thinks that if she prays enough god himself will personally come and fix the loose wires in my brain.
and maybe she thinks that if she prays enough god himself will personally come and fix the loose wires in my brain.
i often feel like i was destined to burn in hell.
it’s where im meant to go should i wish to not keep myself hidden from the world.
it’s where im meant to go should i wish to not keep myself hidden from the world.
October 31, 2024 at 7:49 AM
i often feel like i was destined to burn in hell.
it’s where im meant to go should i wish to not keep myself hidden from the world.
it’s where im meant to go should i wish to not keep myself hidden from the world.
shying away from the rainbows, the flags on the outsides of passing buildings and the stickers on doors that read “safe space”.
hoping the hawks staring from all directions didn’t see you stare for a second too long.
hoping the hawks staring from all directions didn’t see you stare for a second too long.
October 31, 2024 at 7:48 AM
shying away from the rainbows, the flags on the outsides of passing buildings and the stickers on doors that read “safe space”.
hoping the hawks staring from all directions didn’t see you stare for a second too long.
hoping the hawks staring from all directions didn’t see you stare for a second too long.
i pray for the day i won’t be lead like a lamb to the slaughter.
into a room full of predators ready to pounce at the glance of a wrong move.
into a room full of predators ready to pounce at the glance of a wrong move.
October 31, 2024 at 7:48 AM
i pray for the day i won’t be lead like a lamb to the slaughter.
into a room full of predators ready to pounce at the glance of a wrong move.
into a room full of predators ready to pounce at the glance of a wrong move.
the price to pay for my life is small. insignificant, compared to what i have to lose.
my happiness, for my life.
but i no longer want either.
i want freedom.
only until then can i sleep.
my happiness, for my life.
but i no longer want either.
i want freedom.
only until then can i sleep.
October 31, 2024 at 7:47 AM
the price to pay for my life is small. insignificant, compared to what i have to lose.
my happiness, for my life.
but i no longer want either.
i want freedom.
only until then can i sleep.
my happiness, for my life.
but i no longer want either.
i want freedom.
only until then can i sleep.
i hate when my existence becomes a debate, wether i should live freely or live as if i am dead.
but i must stay silent to not alert them of this facade that i’ve built to keep myself safe. alive.
but i must stay silent to not alert them of this facade that i’ve built to keep myself safe. alive.
October 31, 2024 at 7:47 AM
i hate when my existence becomes a debate, wether i should live freely or live as if i am dead.
but i must stay silent to not alert them of this facade that i’ve built to keep myself safe. alive.
but i must stay silent to not alert them of this facade that i’ve built to keep myself safe. alive.