what ever you believe,
believe it passionately.
become obsessed.
do not become complacent
but forever thirsty
for knowledge.
become the expert.
let others find you bizarre
and different.
live it
through your words
and through your actions
and through the way
you spend your time.
fall in continuous love with it.
Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 5:06 AM UTC
love is scary.
not because it waits in the dark to grab me
or eat me
or stab me.
but because it makes me move,
in ways i couldn't before.
it makes me say things
i wouldn't before.
it makes me want to hide,
because it's beautiful
and i don't have words to tell it that it is.
love makes me cry
when nothing is hurting me
and laugh
when nothing is even funny.
Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 4:51 PM UTC
i was in love with you.
did that not mean enough?
i am sorry.
there was no stronger word
to tell you how much you mean
to me.
if there was
i would wear that word to pieces too.
i would write it on my arms
and on my lips
and over my eyelids.
i would live it
everyday
and in my sleep
and in my dreams.
but it still wont make you feel it.
...
why can't you just feel it.
Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 4:30 AM UTC
i am empty
let me eat you
let me eat you
Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 5:42 PM UTC
I am blind
beneath my own self hate
I cannot feel you
I cannot feel you
I do not accept your love
How can I believe you?
The stars aligned
And destiny kissed me
And whispered in my ear
'You are alone
No one can love you'
And I ate it
I digested it
And spat those words at you
Even when you look at me with love
Even when you bleed
Upon my brow
After taking the blows that I deserved
I will look at you
And ask you
If you mean it
You will die
In love with a ghost
And as a ghost
You will haunt me
But it will never be enough
It will never be enough
Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 5:33 PM UTC
gravel
shovel
dig the earth with nails and teeth
and huddle
in puddles
of pain and insecurity
we're brain dead
you hate it
our words are mud
and sticks
and stones
and you cant
feel them
clawing at your skin and bones and
you keep peering out into the souls
of everyone
of every mold that broke
before one broke with you
and in this sameness sea we drift
another face
another place
to die
as strangers
often
do.
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 12:30 AM UTC
some days
i am a bird
i know no bounds
i fly high
above the heads
of those who wish me harm
above the doubt
and the worry
over fears of betrayal
and loss
and rejection
some days
i am invincible.
i can say
no
to those creeping thoughts
and to my own demons
...
but other days
i am a worm
crawling blind
beneath the gravel
of my distrust
shoveling self image
into my gaping mouth
swallowing only flaws
my forehead drags
beneath my belly
until i roll into a ball of rotten dreams
and words left behind
when i forgot how to speak
i am a puff of smoke
blowing past the ears of my lover
and my lover
he is a bird.
...
some days
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 12:18 AM UTC
the word was danger
and you were the sign.
i watched you on the roadside
tall
against your silhouette
and wondered if it's true.
the fields are long on either side
swallowed in the golden pinks
of sunset sky.
peaceful enough,
and i cant find
a reason to be cautious
of what danger
you may
provide.
Jun 5, 2015
Jun 5, 2015 at 6:13 AM UTC