“She didn’t need to be saved. She needed to be found and appreciated for exactly who she was.”— j. iron word
Alejandra Pizarnik, tr. by Yvette Siegert, from “Cornerstone”, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 - 1972
The hold you have on my heart is like a snake slowly wrapping around until they’ve suffocated their prey.
The way I tremble because I’ve driven myself into an anxiety attack over the most ridiculous things imaginable.
How dare you give me reasons to let myself get to that point!
How dare you keep wrapping around my heart until it fuxking explodes!
I’m killing myself to love you but yet I can’t let go.