skeletalmartyr : Writing

untitled~

untitled~

A Poem by skeletalmartyr


for my brother.
restricted~

restricted~

A Poem by skeletalmartyr


you are the lingering if something sweet on my cheeks. your presence here is the third layer of a nesting doll. there is an inkwell image of you..
bullets~

bullets~

A Poem by skeletalmartyr


numbed against the reality, I find myself. Your words are the lingering bullets painting the walls, with the blood of Boot Camp beginners. ~..
insomnia~

insomnia~

A Poem by skeletalmartyr


The asylum latches my lunges to chains of a rusted anchor. The insomnia keeps the marrow in my bones from wandering. to the martyrs recreating scaf..