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​Joy symonds

"I'm Joy Symonds. I'm an 18 year old singer and writer from LA. I'm pansexual and mixed black/white (and proud)."
Instagram: @disssonance_

Eyes watching blindly 
Crazy glued to the blue tube
I wouldn't mind it if you just screamed
Cause your silence is deafening
And it's tearing out my fucking sanity
Is this the only way to communicate
That you no longer feel the same
Or is it the fact that your hands no longer linger on mine
No, I'm not getting the wrong idea 
Telling me to fall asleep so you can leave
I'd rather spend the night remembering 
How it felt to touch your cheek
Breathe you in as we fell asleep
Maybe I'm not the best you'll ever see
But honestly, at least I had my honesty
And for you that was no sure thing 
Sneaking out, kisses goodbye
They seemed like raindrops, slow and dreary leading on to colder nights
Oh so now you're offended by my words
Acting like I dug your heart out of that cage of bones 
And squeezed out every ounce of love you had for me 
But that's not the case
I begged and groveled for your grace and affection
I changed everything about myself for you
I thought I would be the most valuable thing you held in your hands
Consumed with sadness and still smiling
I told myself I'd wait for you
As if, your eyes were worth staring into mine 
Because even though your kiss made me writhe
Your hold made me wither
Your taste and your laugh made me desire fifty thousand hours of sight into your two galaxy eyes 
I don't need you
Love is not enough
Your touch is not enough
Your words caused these hateful self loathing thoughts that have made room in my mind
Your arms are so enchanting 
But your tongue is a poison that I've grown addicted to tasting
I thought I was destined for greatness
But you've destined me for demise

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