I come in quiet, heavy and fast
When the heat gets high, I try to make it last
You’re burning wild, dancing in the dark
But I’m the one who smothers every spark
I don’t mean to **** the flame
But I can’t stand to lose the name
So I cover you, like I always do
Hold on tight, ‘til there’s nothing left of you
I’m a lid on a grease fire
I hold on like I’m saving lives
But the smoke clears, and you disappear
No warmth, just empty skies
I don’t mean to end it all
I just hate to see you fall
I hold you close with all my might
But love burns out when I hold too tight
Every touch, a contradiction
Every hug, a quiet eviction
I don’t want to lose control
But I end up swallowing you whole
And I tell myself it’s care
But maybe there’s too little air
You needed room, you needed space
I gave you safety, not escape
I’m a lid on a grease fire
I hold on like I’m saving lives
But the smoke clears, and you disappear
No warmth, just empty skies
I don’t mean to end it all
I just hate to see you fall
I hold you close with all my might
But love burns out when I hold too tight
If I let you burn a little longer
Would we both have come out stronger?
Was I saving you or saving me?
From what I thought love shouldn’t be?
I’m a lid on a grease fire
Trying to fix what I can’t fight
And every time, I say goodbye
To someone I held too tight
I wanted love, I meant no harm
But I forget that flames need arms
I smother what I can’t survive
And call it love when I keep it alive
I’m a lid on a grease fire
Maybe I was never right
But I loved you like I fight the flames…
With everything. And all my might.
Jul 22, 2025
Jul 22, 2025 at 9:20 PM UTC
I've lost myself in search of you
Your words keep me up at night
Looking at my phone, wondering why I'm not enough
I never wanted to give you a chance
But my friends convinced me to, so I did
and for a while it was good, golden
We became close fast.
Fast forward two months at a party
We're all drunk and you won't leave me alone
Your words echo in my ears
"Im only your friend cause you are friends with _____"
I'm trapped, you tell everyone near us the same story
I shut down, I don't want to cry, I didn't like you to begin with
So why do I care so much
I don't talk to you the following days, I need to get away from college
I go home, my friends yell at you, you apologize?
'cause after all you were "blacked out"
you don't remember saying it, but I remember ever detail
I can't hold a grudge so I take your lame excuse and tell you we're fine.
two weeks later you want to hang out, I'm bored so why not
You come to my room and now my favorite movie I can't stand to watch
But, I stay your friend, I can't explain why
I should hate you, but I can't
Semester break comes and goes with nothing but a few words spoken over the entire month
"are we good"
"why wouldn't we be?"
After all you let him in your room
You invited him in
You never said no
It all goes silent
First party back you black out
The next day your friends tell you how he was holding your hand,
Kissing your neck, and telling you, you can fix him
I hate him, but I don't
I want to fix him, but that's not my job
I'm barely 18, he's 20
I avoid him for weeks scared of what he might say
But next time we talk he says he was "blacked out"
It's starting to sound over used with him
but here we are six months after we first met and I still can't hate him
Mar 5, 2023
Mar 5, 2023 at 2:22 AM UTC
I hate you,
I hate your crooked smile, imperfect teeth
I hate the way you lie,
I hate when you black out and use it as an excuse,
I hate when you talk to me, but I hate it more when you don't
I hate your reputation
I hate the way your kiss lingered on my lips,
I hate what you think of me
I hate how you make me feel
I hate that for months I was the first text, first call, first snap when you'd get drunk
I hate that you used me, and that I used you
I hate that I knew you were bad from the beginning
I hate it more that I never listened,
I hate that you said you were sober, so I let you in my room
I hate that you know the most vulnerable parts of me
I hate that you touched my skin
I hate that you know this is about you
I hate that I liked you
Most of all, I hate that I ever gave you a chance
but I still can't stay away
Mar 5, 2023
Mar 5, 2023 at 2:03 AM UTC
It's weird to think that I am you
and you are me
we may not live the same life
or like the same things
but I am you
and you are me
It's weird to imagine how you
wish upon the same star that I do
but we wish for different things
I wish for a fulfilled life
a family
a future
I have no way of knowing what you wish for
but still, I am you
and you are me
It's weird to think that you have grown so much
from where I am today
I look back 6 years from now,
and I don't recognize myself
Is it the same when you think of who I am today
no matter how different we may seem
I am you
and you are me
Mar 30, 2021
Mar 30, 2021 at 12:05 AM UTC
We've all imagined
Wedding dresses and vails
growing up
losing our pig-tails and overalls
trading them in for
beach waves and crop tops
only for the person in our
Reflection
to turn into a complete
s t r a n g e r
staring blank faced at a girl you can't recognize anymore
drawing imaginary lines on our bodies with our eyes
cutting away the imperfections with
our hands shaped as
scissors,
wishing
we could look like
the models in the magazines
or
the actresses on the tv screens
But, society tells us
we can Never be
Skinny
enough
Never be
Pretty
enough
That our features will
NEVER
be
Good
e n o u g h
Because the girl in the mirror who has lost all hope
can Never amount to
what we have been taught from the time we could
walk and talk
what beautiful is;
We went from carefree children
to teens who are
depressed and anxious
all the time
most of us addicted to Nicotine and Alcohol
our parents tell us to smile and quit with the attitudes
but behind closed doors we criticize ourselves
enough
The little girl in her pigtails
playing with everyone on the playground
so innocent
so pure
get labeled as a racist
in the 6th grade because her skin is white
By the time she enters high school
she knows better than to state an opinion,
the teachers know Best,
never stand up to a man,
he's superior to you,
even when behind the closed doors
he touches you when you say STOP
but you know better than to say something
cause you had to have wanted it,
take it as a compliment,
it just means you're pretty
if you say anything you'll be labeled as a
W h o r e
if you keep quiet it's an invitation for
M o r e
people asking
"why do you flinch at a simple touch?"
how do you explain years of torment to a complete
s t r a n g e r,
you don't, you smile and act dumb
pretty is a vocabulary word to describe anyone
but the girl that is seen in the mirror
because she is
Not
Good
e n o u g h
and she knows that
she has lost friends cause she can't trust them
she changes her style monthly
trying sooo hard just to be
accepted
she doesn't remember
the little girl in pigtails,
she doesn't remember
what a real smile looks like,
the pain behind her eyes
c l o u d s
her reality
the voice in her head telling her
"you're eating too much"
"you're an idiot"
"you'll never amount to anything"
and she
s l o w l y
fades away
til there is nothing left
to put back together
cause her mind and heart are
s c a t t e r e d
aimlessly
shes numb and she
thinks, this is what happiness feels like
no more pain
no more criticizing
No, more
pretending to be okay
Mar 29, 2021
Mar 29, 2021 at 5:46 PM UTC
May your dreams attend
the Sandman’s watch
with happiness and bliss,
and may those dreams be soothing
as the lightest fairy’s kiss.
May evil tidings yet abide
in cells you’ve buries deep.
Let not even the strongest rumors
of their shadows ere
disturb thy sleep.
Put aside your cares and woes,
and for this night abide,
where azure waves
lap silver shores
and hopes drifts
along with the tide.
And so, goodnight.
I wish thee well
and when you next arise
let nothing stop
thy happiness
beneath the golden laced,
pastel skies
May 7, 2019
May 7, 2019 at 12:30 PM UTC
The Words That Broke me to Rubble
The mountains I once said I would climb for you,
Have come crashing down
You are that one who caused it to ignite
The dynamite that turned stone to ash
The words that would sarenate me,
now drive daggers through all who are gullible enough to listen
Your words broke me to rubble
Your gaze broke my heart
Your touch shattered my skin
The mountains I once said I would climb for you,
Have come crashing down
And there is no one at the bottom to save me from hitting the ground
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 9:34 PM UTC
I'm here sitting
alone,
the smell of coffee runs through
my veins,
some music I probably will forget
playing in the background
In a few years I'll be arguing with
the thought of you,
But I'm here,
I am here,
writing about what's happening
pretty boring right?
I call myself a poet
but I can't use simple metaphors,
I call myself a poet
but I can't describe exactly
how you make me feel
I call myself a poet
BUt I'm not so...
what am I?
I'm just a kid
scared of life and the dark
finding new ways to cope
searching for someone to love,
desperate,
not holding unto my dreams
how can I choose with my mind
what's right for the heart to choose.
And you see?
Don't you see?
don't worry I can't see it either
I can't see how I am
I can't see how other people see me
I wish I could.
I want to believe this was a dream
or
a nightmare at that.
But at last.
I'm here wishing that in another life
I could be with you,
or
maybe in other deaths,
I wish to be there
I wish to see what I can't
with coffee waking up my senses
like a kid in summer waking up early
to go play with his friends.
I wish things were different,
so I wouldn't have to wish anymore
Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 11:55 AM UTC
We’ve known each other for two years,
So, why now
Why, After all this time
You acted as if you dispiesd me;
You taunted me, called me names
The script you read burned holes through my heart
The less you knew the better
The constellations that formed from the stars in your eyes, used to make my thoughts freeze
But after all this time, I’ve moved on,
and yet the curiosity has gotten me
After all this time I’m
Tongue tied,
a twisted mind
Over the mystery of you,
Wanting to know
Every dimension of your personality,
Your mannerisms,
And what makes you laugh,
So I can strive to be that one person
That truly knows you,
So I can be on your mind,
Like you’re on mine
Every moment of the day
Even after all this time,
I am lost, swimming
In a sea of irrational possibilities
That maybe you could like me too
Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 8:28 PM UTC
I have grown
accustomed to a certain
way of existing.
because
you have somehow sprouted
around my weary heart like lush ivy.
twisting,
turning,
intertwining,
knotting yourself up into
even the most solitary of shadows.
and gripping on so tightly,
that sometimes I remember it's the reason
why it gets so hard to breathe
when I think of you.
and
you no longer are separate from
myself.
you have grown onto me
in a way no one ever has before. you hold
such a powerful grip
over the feebleness
that has aged on the edges
of my soul.
and
it doesn't matter if you
want me or not,
for I have grown an unlikely habit
of holding you in my heart.
and I am not accustomed to
letting you go
Because separating even an inch
of you away from me could cause a
mental breakdown.
I am not accustomed to
loving anyone else.
you have become my whole reason to live,
and I am
irrevocably in love with you,
Only you
you are a habit
I just can't let go of
Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 5:39 PM UTC