I just wish intentions could be more pure. I just wish communication could find it's way back to honesty. I just wish people would be more upfront and let you know what it is, instead of having to find out through lies what it isn't. It's like nobody wants to be authentic anymore. It's like people are afraid to be real. It's made trust hard to give, loyalty hard to find, and transparency hard to see. The world we live in.
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 10:56 PM UTC
Are my eyes growing weary
or has the light in your eyes dimmed a little since we first met?
Is my body growing old
or do you not hold me tight enough like you used to?
Am I losing the feeling in my mouth
or have our kisses lost their passion?
Do you not love me anymore
or was there ever a love to begin with?
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 10:51 PM UTC
Forever feeling her life is dying
But the doctors keep on lying.
"Your daughter will be fine,
Just give her some time."
But she wasn't okay
Because your baby girl took her life today.
She couldn't keep running
And she wouldn't stand living.
Her silent plea's for love
Left her heart on black doves.
"I'm in pain"
Her innocence cut, her pride slain.
Her cries fell on deaf ears
So no one realized her fears.
No one saw her fatal change
Until her heart was out of range.
She wrote out letters
Saying her life would be better.
She laid the pistol on her heart
And blew her body apart.
Her parents cry themselves to sleep
And all her friends weep.
They loved that girl well
And left her alone in Hell.
Maybe her soul can be free
And everyone will see
The lost life of one teen
And the love there could have been.
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 10:51 PM UTC
falling in love
is a lot like dying slow
you won't realize it until you're ten feet underground
falling in love
is like going to see the sunset
but realizing the sunset lasts only 30 minutes in a day
falling in love
is like going up to the ice cream truck
after chasing it for blocks
and realizing they don't have your favorite flavor
falling in love
is like showing her off
to all your friends like you're back in school
and today's event is show-and-tell
falling in love
is like taking your first puff,
coughing it out
and revisiting it years later
like it never once left your body
falling in love
is seeing role models turn into humans,
and humans into role models.
falling in love
is like witnessing your first car crash
i guess it wasn't as exciting as it felt on tv.
falling in love
is going to your childhood park,
and realizing people never really go to parks anymore.
falling in love is remembering that kid who moved in grade three
who said they'd stay in touch,
but never heard from again.
falling in love is seeing that kid 10 years later
and dreaming of the next 10 years together
falling in love
is seeing them as a reflection of yourself
sprawled over the bed,
and wondering to yourself **** what more could i ask?"
falling in love
is screaming PLEASE I WANT THIS TO LAST
LOVE
is seeing them hunched on a hospital bed,
hearing them say
"what life have we led?"
falling in love
is visiting their grave,
hearts broken and sore,
realizing
i don't want to fall in love
anymore
Dec 31, 2015
Dec 31, 2015 at 7:14 PM UTC
Today I learned that
humans are 99.9% genetically identical to one another.
That's an awful lot isn't it?
So please forgive me for having these mud-colored eyes of mine.
For I know you cant compare them to something beautiful
like the fresh waters off the coast of Venice
Or to the first leaf of spring exposed after the final layer of ice thawed off.
Please forgive me for having this unruly curly hair
which you can never run your fingers through unless
you are okay with the amount of time it takes to untangle your fingers
from the mess I carry upon my shoulders.
Please forgive me for not having English be the first language to roll off my tongue.
I know I pay the cost when I cannot find the right words to express
how deeply I am in love with everything that is you.
But darling, if you must know one thing, know this:
Every cell in my body craves to show you
how infatuated I am with you.
This heart beats so loudly whenever you are near
it's a wonder it hasn't broken the ribs which enclose it.
My fickle brain goes back and forth between
wanting you and needing you.
But there is no need to worry, my love.
I always manage to steer it in the right direction.
And because of all this,
I will never fear the day when you will no longer love me
because if everything within my skin loves you this deeply,
I know everything you carry inside feels the same way
because
today I learned that
humans are 99.9% genetically identical to one another.
That's an awful lot isn't it?
Dec 31, 2015
Dec 31, 2015 at 7:12 PM UTC
I'm the one who tore down the walls around your heart
I'm the one who seen the deepest darkest part of you
I'm the one who was there to hold you at your weakest
I'm the one who forgave you for not always wanting me
I'm the one who was there when no one else was
I'm the one who let you cry at night because you missed your mom
I'm the one who dealt with your attitude I'm the one who learned that love isn't perfect
I'm the one who learned not to let others take parts of yourself
I'm the one who got stabbed when I wasn't watching
I'm the one who had the pain and had no one
I'm the one who learned that love isn't worth the pain
Dec 31, 2015
Dec 31, 2015 at 7:07 PM UTC
if he kisses you and it doesn't feel like his love is penetrating your veins through your mouth, if he kisses you and you feel like you owe him something more, if he kisses you and it feels like his tongue is searching for a "yes" in the back of your throat, if he kisses you and you don't feel like it is a direct pouring out of his love for you from his mouth to yours, if he kisses you and time doesn't stop, if he kisses you and the room doesn't spin, if he kisses you and you're not floating, if he kisses you and his lips aren't the only thing keeping you grounded, if he kisses you and he doesn't need both hands to steady himself, both hands to keep his grip on your beautiful face so he doesn't get lost in you then darling, he is not for you.
if he kisses you and it doesn't feel like he loves you, then darling, i am sorry, but he is not the one for you.
Nov 29, 2015
Nov 29, 2015 at 8:34 PM UTC
Guys say they wanna ride or die but they looking at these thots.
Wanna girl nice and pretty also gotta be smart.
Trying find the perfect girl in this UN perfect world.
The girl you really need thinks she’s gotta be a queen.
Got us searching for our king but he can’t be seen.
If you don’t wanna thot, fellas you really need to stop.
A girl who’s right for you is the one who is lost.
But girls you too gotta stay true.
Stop actin like you dumb because in the end it ain’t cute ***
Dress modest cause hottest..
I know you show some skin thinking it’s the guy that you’ll win.
But he ain’t the one for you if he only looking at your *****
Play it safe play it smart make him work for your heart.
Love is a two way street so slow down and see who you meet.
Nov 25, 2015
Nov 25, 2015 at 10:27 AM UTC
Prologue
a cavern grinning with flashes of teeth
to smile with those white things,
my love, my heart cannot help but seep
into the soft, soft soil it burrows down
and stretches its roots so that petals
and floral pigments radiate with heat
my love, I was brought to my knees
and the skies a turmoil of gray,
when you told me I couldn't be
yours to keep that day,
and so the days wore by
and my hands rummaged with
paradox melodies,
cracked with paint and sores
wondering at how I possible can
feel alone
Prologue
the reminiscent of your laughter
crooked gently in the stern of your chin
and the corners of your eyes
kissing the ends of your cheeks,
the fly of words a blushing fury
of the most beautiful syllables,
softly pecking at the strings
which stitched the folds of my heart
when I thought it would tear me apart,
to always exist along your side,
but to never have your hands folded around mine
Present
the echo of the past still travels steadfast
and the petals which have bloomed in contrast
have drunk the glory while it last,
yet, my love, the sun is sinking fast
and the cold winter is creeping to steal
what was mine stolen by the flickering fireside,
connections burrowed deeper and the seed
grown into a magnificent willow in breathtaking strife
the jargon infused of salt, ridden from the shore
feels like a home where the prints from the sand
won't be blown away,
at night the waves play a silent game
with the tug of the moon and the succulent
kisses trickling in the gorgeous fray,
now by your side there is no where else
I would rather be,
kindling the fire to keep the permafrost
from creeping into your sheets
my friend, my dear, dear friend
heed my advice and believe,
scream at the sky with vigor and pulsing life
share the love you carry
from the mountainous caverns of your chest
and brighten the galaxy in everyone's night sky
like how you have done the same
for me
and soon, very soon, my dear friend,
as tragic as time endures unforeseen,
we would have to our part ways
so as long as we can,
lets hold our hands like how it used to be,
just like how it is now,
like how it is now
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 9:24 PM UTC