When you said you loved the darkness inside-
I never thought
Id watch
as
it
c
o
n
s
u
m
e
d
You....
Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 9:02 AM UTC
The insomnia gnawing through my weary bones
will never compare
to the feelings
of loving
and losing
You-
Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 8:57 AM UTC
Cigarettes at midnight
Tattered hoodies under the moonlight
These are just two more things
That remind me of loving you-
Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 8:54 AM UTC
I
think
we're
both
addicted
To the
M
A
D
N
E
S
S
Of loving from a
distance
Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 8:51 AM UTC
With eyes of blue and sea foam too,
There’s not a moment in time that
I
Don’t
Love
You
Mar 4, 2020
Mar 4, 2020 at 7:38 PM UTC
What makes art, art?
IS their s special form I have to follow
Or a paint in a special bottle?
Should I wish upon a star?
or take a road trip to the mountains?
Maybe I should get a new cat
Or ask the public for inspiration
What makes art, art though?
Does anybody know?
Mar 30, 2017
Mar 30, 2017 at 2:38 PM UTC
Four years was all it took
Four years of waiting
Four Years of watching
Four years of pain
Four Years of heartbreak
Four LONG years of pain and heartbreak,
of my feelings being disregarded and thrown aside,
four long years of being the second choice was all it took
I regained my senses, regained my pride
I figured out my worth and my RIGHT to be noticed
I realized deserved better and I stood up for myself,
But after four, long, long years...
I am still stuck on you,
my first love,
my first heartbreak...
You are my dopamine,
the only one of your kind...
Sep 12, 2016
Sep 12, 2016 at 3:14 PM UTC
Brown eyes seem to be my weakness
Although I've spent years hating mine
I've fallen in love with the deep chocolate orbs more often than not
They come with a smile and a familiar warmth
Eyes that draw you in, forever a cyclone of emotions
I've spent years hating mine
Wishing for something different
Maybe a little blue
However, irony has me in its grips
I seem to find myself falling for those chocolate orbs all over again, getting lost in the warmth
A painful cycle I am hoping to forget.
Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 2:43 PM UTC
I had a date with past heartbreak
Brown eyes and a smile
The type of features that begged you to stay for a while
Maybe sit down and have some tea
Then discuss the past and what used to be
I had a date with past heartbreak
That date turned to two
And that one to three
I found myself falling again
On a date with past heartbreak
We spoke for hours
we spoke for days
I couldn't see myself with anybody else
What started out as a friendly gesture
Turned into passion and emotion
i HAD a date with past heartbreak
Who would've thought it would've left another wound?
Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 2:37 PM UTC