punched a wall until my knuckles were blue
cut my thighs until they dripped red
smoked my lungs black to match my heart
and yet I still looked fine to you
Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 9:20 PM UTC
your horoscope compared you to the sunrise
it may seem dumb, but i think it's true
you are the most beautiful thing that I could
aspire to wake up to
Aug 20, 2015
Aug 20, 2015 at 10:32 AM UTC
all the beautiful words have already been spoken
all the good hearts have already been broken
~
maybe that's why the rhymes come to us
and we build ourself back up from the dust
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 4:03 PM UTC
Why do we live like this?
Can we even call it living?
Teeth bared at the demons we cannot fight
Howling at the moon with our eyes closed
Don't you get that we are wolves now?
Starved for happiness
This is the people we've become
Dragging our maimed limbs through the darkness
Searching for the promised land
May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 6:45 PM UTC
Last spring we uncovered our souls
And you became a part of me
Your laugh, you smile, your smell
All of it mingling with the season
But spring it passed and flowers grew
Just as I grew apart from you
Though I don't see your face any more
I think of you with the season's return
May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 6:47 PM UTC
and i would light fires
to feel the heat and see the light
i know i cannot be
May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 6:43 PM UTC
"Here's something that will make you better"
"Is it more pills?"
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 9:20 PM UTC
I had hoped to see galaxies in your eyes,
I was only reminded of the emptiness of space
Mar 8, 2015
Mar 8, 2015 at 9:06 PM UTC
I wish I could be happy without having to take pills
I wish I didn't cry when I fall asleep in your arms
I wish I knew how to make you happy, because you deserve it more than I do
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 10:57 PM UTC
I saw you once as I picked out a novel
It was a quiet bookstore and you sat on the floor
Your hair was pale blond like the sun on the snow
Ripped jeans, a shade of blue to match your eyes
You were beautiful, you know. I still think of you now.
What ifs swirling in my mind like an endless storm
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 11:59 PM UTC
