That's the funny thing about love.
You don't want to get hurt,
but you choose to be vulnerable together.
Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 8:26 PM UTC
I am dirt
Useless and grey
Always under foot
A mess
Full of crap
And cracked
The breeze
Of love
Brought the seeds
But I needed you
Water, helping
Me survive
And live
And together we
Grow and learn
And watch
The painted sunsets
Until our
love blooms
into sunflowers
Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 9:26 PM UTC
your love runs dry
it always rains
you’re the reason
for my worst days
the blues I choose
the shades of gray
you paint the sky
on my darkest days
I hate you most
but I hate the way
you’re still the sun
on my perfect days
Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 9:15 PM UTC
Artists are often
broken people
using the fragments of themselves
to create something new
and although
being healed
feels so complete
sometimes i want to be broken again
sometimes i want open wounds
so i can use the blood
to paint sunsets
so i can use the torn off pieces of skin as a canvas
so i can carve
masterpieces with the jagged bones left behind
but I can't bring myself to break my own heart in the name of Art
Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 9:11 PM UTC
I’m blocked
Can’t think of anything to write
Searching for inspiration with a fight
I’m locked
Scanning my head for lines
Scouring my heart that confines
I’m shocked
Nothing to say
No words to pay
I’m clocked
Nothing on the sheet
The clock I can’t beat
I’m blocked?
Turns out I just wrote a poem
While suffering from writer’s block
Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 9:11 PM UTC
Genie in a bottle
Three wishes mine
Wish one: I wish for love, love so fierce, everyone can see it.
Wish two: I wish to be happy, a cloud nine happiness that I wish would never leave.
Wish three: I wish for success, to rise to the top.
Genie nods
Gone
Love so fierce
Everyone can see
the scars on my bleeding wrists
and the bruises on my arms
Happiness
On cloud nine
Until I have to by another drink
and drown the sorrow
Success
On the top
Yes, till I crumble
In defeat on the ground
Broken
Jan 2, 2019
Jan 2, 2019 at 2:40 PM UTC
I despise myself for not being someone you could love.
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 1:57 PM UTC
Mom: "You've created this love triangle between you two...."
Me: "I didn't mean to make a love triangle. I meant to draw a line. It just so happens there are other lines."
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 1:13 AM UTC
I pick up
the sharp blades,
and feel the weight
of a thousand things
fall of my shoulders.
I am cutting off
every little tie
that is left between us.
Each inch is
a memory.
You always did like my hair long.
Dec 9, 2018
Dec 9, 2018 at 6:04 PM UTC
All my pwoblems,
who knows, maybe evwybody’s pwoblems
is due to da fact, due to da awful twuth
dat I am SPIDERMAN.
I know, I know. All da dumb jokes:
No flies on you, ha ha,
and da ones about what do I do wit all
doze extwa legs in bed. Well, dat’s funny yeah.
But you twy being
SPIDERMAN for a month or two. Go ahead.
You get doze cwazy calls fwom da
Gubbener askin you to twap some booglar who’s
only twying to wip off color T.V. sets.
Now, what do I cawre about T.V. sets?
But I pull on da suit, da stinkin suit,
wit da sucker cups on da fingers,
and get my wopes and wittle bundle of
equipment and den I go flying like cwazy
acwoss da town fwom woof top to woof top.
Till der he is. Some poor dumb color T.V. slob
and I fall on him and we westle a widdle
until I get him all woped. So big deal.
You tink when you SPIDERMAN
der’s sometin big going to happen to you.
Well, I tell you what. It don’t happen dat way.
Nuttin happens. Gubbener calls, I go.
Bwing him to powice, Gubbener calls again,
like dat over and over.
I tink I twy sometin diffunt. I tink I twy
sometin excitin like wacing cawrs. Sometin to make
my heart beat at a difwent wate.
But den you just can’t quit being sometin like
SPIDERMAN.
You SPIDERMAN for life. Fowever. I can’t even
buin my suit. It won’t buin. It’s fwame wesistent.
So maybe dat’s youwr pwoblem too, who knows.
Maybe dat’s da whole pwoblem wif evwytin.
Nobody can buin der suits, dey all fwame wesistent.
Who knows?
--JIM HALL
Dec 6, 2018
Dec 6, 2018 at 1:57 PM UTC