you called me your sunshine,
but my solar rays brought heat waves
you weren’t ready for
Mar 20, 2021
Mar 20, 2021 at 11:02 PM UTC
I used the word love pretty loosely
I barely know just what it means
But I know you want to lose me
So I guess I’ll let it be
Feb 20, 2021
Feb 20, 2021 at 12:08 AM UTC
How can I give you what you need,
If I must take parts of me
To make you happy?
I drop fragments of my gem
As I drop pieces of clothing
to please.
You or I, I cannot tell.
Your wants and my wants have become one in the same.
No differentiation.
I feel small in your world,
so I take a step back into mine
only to realize you consume all my world
And all my space
And all my time
And all my mind.
Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 5:14 PM UTC
The sickeningly sweet kiss of death softens the bitter blows of life
Happiness slips into unbridled joy
Your touch remains ingrained in my brain indefinitely
Love flows freely to all I see
Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 5:09 PM UTC
You missed the train today it seems
You seem to miss a lot of things
The way his eyes rolled side to side
That killer smile miles wide
The way the waves caress the shore
Leave you wanting so much more
But more does not exist for you
He’s gone for good this much is true
Aug 7, 2020
Aug 7, 2020 at 10:48 AM UTC
A bitter taste upon my tongue reveals that you are near.
Cleansing flames fueled by rage ***** out bits of fear.
I scream and shout my call to arms knowing you won’t hear,
Or understand my battle cry; there is no love lost here.
Jul 31, 2020
Jul 31, 2020 at 2:25 PM UTC
Oh, how grateful I am for this pain that brings with it clarity,
That these tears welling up leave a trail of joy,
That I have weathered these tempestuous cries from the skies and still I rise,
With a sense of longing that I’ve never had before.
A desire for more;
The greatest gift that I have ever given myself.
Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 10:16 PM UTC
I see god
In the way the sunlight
Shines through the tree tops
On this warm windy day
Jun 8, 2020
Jun 8, 2020 at 5:18 PM UTC
Truth be told,
I do not know what will happen
The future is a sly, elusive construct.
It may be you and me against the world.
Or me against you.
I hope for neither,
But expect both.
Jun 8, 2020
Jun 8, 2020 at 8:46 AM UTC