"You shan't sleep.
Not a wink!",
she says as
she beams,
and beams,
and gleams.
Who is she?
I do not know.
To whom does
she speak to?
I do not know.
Yet, here I lay
watch until she
slips out of sight
to leave me
longing. ... until I am
no more.
Mar 11, 2019
Mar 11, 2019 at 3:24 PM UTC
Feed me.
For, I cannot
swallow what
I feed
myself.
Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 10:50 AM UTC
I have spun
My story
from my own
web
of lies believed
by others
To be true
I am trapped
by my self
I deny
Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 10:47 AM UTC
I took in some spirits
And they took after me
As they lay in his bed
Scenting my company
Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 7:27 AM UTC
Hear the raucous universe
hum itself to sleep
The rhythm of the bleeting,
babbling, fence-jumping sheep
The beat, its regurgitating engorgement:
inhales,
groans,
sighs...
This is the song
of the tempest lullaby
Apr 16, 2017
Apr 16, 2017 at 7:19 AM UTC
I am nothing to you
I am not the first taste
of love left on your lips
and I wont be the last
I am the breath between
the verses of your life
and
I'll never be your song
I am the faded hues
of blue in your restless
eyes
I'll never be your rest
I'm the war in your chest
war waged against my heart
never
will i love you again
I am cold autumn winds
howling in space, so please
sleep
and I will be just fine
Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 11:32 AM UTC
Here is a letter
Because my hand moves
More smoothly and fluid
Than my tongue and my
Blood rolls down my finger-
Tips painting pages better
Than words roll past my lips
To speak poetry so...
One. I'm sorry i hurt you
You let me into the darkest
Parts of you and I, like a child
Holding a bucket of paint
In a white room, ruined you
I'm sorry.
Two. You forgave me.
Thank you.
You wiped clean every streak
Of pain i drew on your walls
and yes, i left some stains
But you are beautiful still.
You always have been.
Three. You love me, and I
Love you.
I do not believe love is magic
Love is patient as you are with
Me and it is quiet
Like i am with you and love
Love is human.
It lives and dies
And i hope it dies with me
Four. You will lose me
One last time. Before the end
I will hurt you and everyone
I hold dear. One last time.
Five. I will never tire of seeing
Your face. It will keep me sane
In our years apart.
And six. I will wait. Here where
Its calmer. I will wait for when
Your hair grays and teeth yellow
And when your memory shifts
Like sand and you forget us
I will wait. And when you finally
See me here
Seven. I will listen to every story
You had since i left and i will hear
About every single morning you
Spent with another and i will
Eight. I will tell you i love you. For
The first time since i left i will tell
You again, i love you. Fresh
Off my tongue like the first time
I uttered those three words
I love you.
Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 11:32 AM UTC
Do not kiss lips that stutter, with lips
that shiver like they were frozen
because chances are she'll struggle with
words of comfort. Not for you. For you
she would squeeze out every sweet word
that might curl the edge of your own
lips
But kiss her not For you. Kiss her that it
might calm the quakes in her heart that
leaves its wake on her lips
Put your heart in her hands that the
beating of your heart gives her peace
that the heat warms her hands
Kiss her again, kiss her broken lips
that you might taste the muffled screams
and feel the sentences lost between the cracks
Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 2:09 AM UTC
gravity
its certainty is puzzling
the way it attracts something
towards its center
it holds me down
until i drown
in worlds where words
can't lift me up no longer
gravity is certain
but i'm a skeptic
so i stand here
where my feet don't adhere
to the ledge of the 25th floor
[i want to test it]
Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 2:03 AM UTC