Your scarred face
Written on it, the name of disgrace
I shed pink tears
Because the ink from your touch smeared
The blank paper I used to be
Now I can see
Inside your eyes lies a storm
Inside your eyes cries behold
Me, another dream
May 20, 2021
May 20, 2021 at 2:03 PM UTC
Tawny days hanging from the sweet autumn breeze are sheltered in corners of my mind I just can’t dare to go to. I hide from them, never closing my eyes—never looking inward. I open them into another haze, though. The dimmest streetlight in the most darksome alley. But between blinks, my eyes burn in golden, and images of remote places flicker in.
Patches of brown leaves on the ground, fragments of Shakespearean poetry carved on trees, a lonely grove between mountains, and a magic lake by my hiding place…
“You would never understand,” I had said to him after weeks of sleeping under willows and sneaking in the cottage through the window. “You don’t know what’s it like to be chased for crimes you didn’t do!” The soldiers had been drawing nearer to the towns about, and I had been left with no choice but to flee from the fate that being an outsider threw at me. “Don’t go,” he had said before my fears revived in my head, killing all peace.....
May 10, 2021
May 10, 2021 at 4:32 AM UTC
Bet you rue the day you kissed a writer in the dark,
Now she's gonna play and sing and lock you in her heart.
-Lorde.
Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 6:20 AM UTC
A river runs red
From my knuckles into the sink.
As I stand there,
Hands dripping.
Washing the evidence of loving you,
Scrubbing the remembrance of the flesh.
Draining into pipes are memories of bodies together,
And mouths full of lies.
Mar 23, 2021
Mar 23, 2021 at 3:21 AM UTC
Last Christmas,
I gave you my heart.
But the very next day
you stuffed it underneath the floorboard with the rest of my corpse
until the sound of my heartbeat intensified your descent into madness.
Dec 29, 2020
Dec 29, 2020 at 10:13 AM UTC
Draped in
the cocoon of blackness,
my sweet eyes
stings with your blindness.
Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 1:02 PM UTC
Why?
Oh, can’t I get you out of my head?
Your eyes, those dazzling eyes
They locked my gaze
and made me stare
into the depths of pool
of your beauteous, almond eyes.
Or was it your smile?
Looking at those pink lips ,
reminded me of rose petals
pressed to mine.
It was definitely your touch,
Your gentle and sweet touch
to my cheek
as you drew me closer
to your lips.
But I shied away,
never let you get too close,
Is it why you left me?
I don’t see if I’ll ever get an answer ,
But what I felt is
You took my heart that day,
And I have no intention of having it back.
Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 6:47 AM UTC
I went by your house yesterday,
You were standing in the balcony
whispering to the moon.
Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 11:25 AM UTC
Oh, fruit forbidden
so sour, so sweet
I have been banished from the garden
and I don't think I miss it
-Hannah baker (13 Reasons why)
Oct 26, 2020
Oct 26, 2020 at 10:40 AM UTC
It speaks to me each morning,
The dawn of each new day,
Keeping me from eating,
My head is where it stays,
It strips me of my burdens,
Of hunger pangs, of pain,
It guides me to perfection,
It freely takes the reins,
It will be with me forever,
Of this I have no choice,
My friend, my foe, my conscience,
It's her, it's that voice.
Oct 7, 2020
Oct 7, 2020 at 12:32 PM UTC