I love the smell of that oil
the one I rub in your hair
the one that clings to my hands
and to my skin
slowly seeping in
I can almost hear it.....
nestle in my molecules
becoming
becoming you.
I love the sound of that door
the one that scrapes
on the hardwood floor
the one that announces me
and lets me in slow..ly
I can almost see it
lodging in my brain.
becoming,
becoming you.
I love the taste of that lavender
the one that we killed...
the one that clung to your breath
and to your fingertips
delicate
I can almost smell it
settle in my bones...
becoming,
becoming you.
Jul 4, 2021
Jul 4, 2021 at 3:41 PM UTC
Doesn't seem to matter
Where this road leads
we believe in angels
But With shadows, we plead
To flip the switch
Turn off the guilt.
Our feet smell of beer
our hair of cigarettes
They don't judge us
we judge ourselves
For treading the beaten path
And even the sky fills with ash
Blocking out the angels
we thought we were
Somewhere in there
Through lashes that imprison light,
I painted scars, Where skin never broke.
It was a stifling work of empty
I wanted to breathe nothing less,
nothing else.
promise...
not to take away the pain,
if I do not hate the rain,
then what do I have?
I develop
an aversion To being alone
A penchant for tinted glass
an affinity to poetry
I say "I'm finding yourself"
But I'm really running away
From the things, I let go
But they never went far.
promise...
not to let go of the pain,
if I do not hate the rain,
then what do I have?
Oct 14, 2020
Oct 14, 2020 at 9:24 AM UTC
Have you ever felt that?
When you intend to blink
But your eyes stay closed
Longer and longer
Walking blindly
In familiar halls
the walls seem
Much much closer
While your thoughts
Loom larger larger
Consuming
The air that you breathe
So you stay awake
Not to stir
The beast that sleeps
That plays on a loop
On eyelids shut
You crave distraction
Brief escapes
That keep you from falling
from scratching
The skin off your bones
The longer you blink
The longer you see
Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 11:14 AM UTC
I think he loves me
Maybe only a little
Maybe the way
I stopped loving him
I think he loves me
Like a moon
Shrouded in mist
Like the air
Before it rains
I feel guilt
For thinking
For knowing
For imagining
He loves me
I can no longer
Think him
Know him
Imagine him,
love him....
I think he loves me
I think he could have
If he wanted to..
Once upon a moon..
If he loves me
I think its too late
Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 7:06 PM UTC
You seek to destroy
Everything that loves you..
Spreading the darkness within
Wont make it grow lighter..
I know you're broken
I know you're hurting
I cant be the one to fix you
I cant be the one to swim
In the depths of your mind
I cant be dragged down with you.
The truth is
I never really loved you.
I am fine with losing you
May 12, 2019
May 12, 2019 at 2:01 PM UTC
My eyes burn
Out of focus
Trying to wrap
Thoughts in form.
You felt familiar,
Like an old lover.
My body and mind
found another,
As did yours..
But I find that I stand
Close to you.
Too close....
I see smoke in those eyes
Maybe there's a fire
You haven't quite learned
to put out..
The day you said there was none
I've never felt so heavy
On a rooftop, small and discarded
She said you were too afraid
To set the forest ablaze
And I...
For a moment..
I was running after you,
turning back..
But if you wanted me,
You would have found me.
I don't know if I can forget you
Not when I still see that smoke
You pretend doesn't exist
Nov 14, 2018
Nov 14, 2018 at 5:08 PM UTC
how can i breathe?
i sit at the kitchen table
but i still see the blood from a month ago
where you were shot with your own gun..
how is death do casual?
"papa used to..."
every day is another day
i don't get to see you
i dont go out into the rain anymore
i remember that phone call
an "accident" they called it
and i walked a mile in a storm
never to see you again.
Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 2:56 PM UTC
i saw you in my dream
both you and i knew you were gone
we stayed out all day and you bought an abstract wall
you winked knowingly because
"what am i gonna need the money for"
i heard you think..
in that moment, you said the best and the worst goodbye
i truly knew that when i woke up, you'd always be gone
you were sad, you smiled though..
you knew and came back
one last goodbye
you knew you were shot
and i didn't get there in time.
i've slept in your bed ever since
no matter what i do
you haven't come back since
Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 2:46 PM UTC
Wear all the pretty candy colours
Transparent eyes behind
Swinging Rainbow braids
I try to wear life
Death is eating me alive
There is no hiding
The storm always
Waiting in the wings
Underneath which
I thought I was safe
I was after all the eagle's child
Marked in blue ink on his shoulder
Leaning on walls thousands have leaned on
How many tears have these mirrors seen?
Flick those stormy eyes upward
The brown watered down
Like a second coffee from the same grounds..
Do they see how dark the world has become?
Planting one foot in front of the other
Grey sneakers through rainbow braids
I hold onto the sound, its sanity..
Everything else feels
Like im being held underwater
Sep 21, 2017
Sep 21, 2017 at 6:23 PM UTC
I'm just tired, you know?
Boxed in, believing in "no"
The world don't listen when i say go
but wants to go faster when i say slow.
this rhyme seems tired already
four lines in...
i wanted to be meaningful
but im disastrously unravelling
a beautiful mess of a metaphor
for the state i feel stuck in
hoping for some life
to come out of death
everything has slowed down
i cant seem to see past scarred eyes
that see no more
than tarnished memories
i started out with purpose
but its just no..
you know?
and could bes that'll never be.
Sep 9, 2017
Sep 9, 2017 at 6:25 PM UTC