Matt Huebert

start of my poem.

rachelprouty:

Into a grey world, together.
I’m shooting God up my arm through a needle.
Your putting cuts on your legs to bleed out the devil.
Our world is grey.
We’re just swaying side to side.
We are thieves and saints alive.
I think I love you for it.

WE HAVE TO WRITE POETRY TODAY! i love writing poetry, except when it’s an assignment:(