Sometimes I feel like a polar bear cub crawling out of a den where I've been asleep for months born blind and deaf into the dark and cold, when I emerge from the den everything is so beautiful and new, scary and cold, stumbling on my hardly used legs, still learning to walk opening my eyes for the first time.
Apr 29, 2015
Apr 29, 2015 at 4:38 AM UTC
How am I suppose to trust you when I know you? I know the games you play, rolling dice not caring who gets hurt just as long as you're the winner.
Jun 21, 2014
Jun 21, 2014 at 5:02 PM UTC
You take the words from my mouth and replace them with your own. I was told to grow up to be a adult so I stand on my own two feet while you tell me how disappointed you are in me while I try to scream, but you've replaced every word of mine with your own.
Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 8:30 PM UTC
You drowned the weeds growing in my brain so that I can think clearly, and as you kiss me it feels like you're planting roses in my veins so that I can get up in the morning, what happens when you no longer pluck the weeds from my brain, and it becomes over grown with thoughts so loud I can't leave my room and you drown all of the roses you planted in my veins.
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 2:25 AM UTC
You are not the first person I looked at with mouthfuls of forevers, and we have both known pain like the sharp end of a knife, but now I need to let forever trickling out of my mouth and into yours .
May 24, 2014
May 24, 2014 at 4:40 AM UTC
Those three words feel like a swarm of bees buzzing in my mouth and making it hard to think, I'm scared you can hear them stinging my lips and tongue, I'm afraid to open my mouth and say those three words to you because I don't want you to get stung, so I will swallow them down and let them sting my insides all the way to my bones where they can make a home inside my skin.
May 22, 2014
May 22, 2014 at 2:01 AM UTC
The way your fingers linger on my skin feels like you're ripping open my skin and touching my veins, tracing them and holding my heart between your hands, while I lie here cowering away like a small child on their first day of school because I've never needed someone like I need you and with just the flick of your wrist you can stop my whole world.
May 22, 2014
May 22, 2014 at 12:49 AM UTC
My shaky hands delicately hold a cigarette while the waves crash against my skull so that I can no longer think.
I will take another puff in hopes it will make the waves subside so I can fall into a slumber that will fight the storm inside my mind.
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 11:58 PM UTC
With trembling hands I kiss you goodnight with my thoughts weighing me down and turning my stomach into knots like there's a storm inside my brain.
I can't even form a sentence because every letter feels like thorns caressing my lips.
I want to tell you I love you but I'm afraid of the thorns tearing my lips apart so I will stay quiet .
I hug you with my screaming thoughts and hope you can't hear the thorns shredding my tongue to pieces.
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 11:53 PM UTC