Maybe one day the stars will go out,
And the moon will explode,
But let me tell you this:
I will still love you.
Aug 26, 2015
Aug 26, 2015 at 10:12 AM UTC
Daddy,
you broke my heart before any boy had a chance to.
May 9, 2015
May 9, 2015 at 8:32 PM UTC
Give me something to numb
Without it being written on
My body
Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 5:25 PM UTC
heavy eyes droop
down
but heartache
props them open.
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 11:52 PM UTC
missing you
is like swimming
underwater.
at first you're
fine, but the
longer you go
without air,
the bigger the
ache and the strain
grows.
pretty soon your
body is begging
for it but you can't
get it.
in my case,
its my soul
that is missing you.
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 11:26 PM UTC
Shh, don't talk to me.
Please. I'd rather be with the moon
Bottles line up with emotion.
Stored away in the back cellar.
Journals and journals
cluttered the bookshelves.
Not trusting anyone but the
lovely pages.
Don't ask me if I'm alright.
I only want the moon.
Apr 25, 2015
Apr 25, 2015 at 11:24 PM UTC
Spark.
A flame ignites.
The dark fills up with a glow.
White held into the flame.
It starts to burn.
Smoke floats lazily towards up.
Red tip hot.
Inhaled.
Lungs filled.
Exhaled.
Delicious burning.
Sweet destruction.
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 10:21 PM UTC
Spilled secrets,
spreading;
a glass of water
dropped on the floor.
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 7:29 PM UTC
Is it selfish of me to
thank God that he
has not taken her
out of her misery?
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 10:41 AM UTC