If you ever doubt my love,
Spin the wheels of time,
And dive into the past,
where seconds and eternity collide.
Where they said love was hell;
The never-ending fire of betrayal,
Loomed over us like a veil,
Sewn with guilt and regrets.
We swayed in the inferno,
Waltzed on the ashes, to the melody of
Eternal love, blemishes, and scars;
A badge of chaos.
But we walked through the darkness,
And undressed our souls,
The naked sorrow and agony,
We could ever disguise.
In the end,
If you still ever doubt, my love
Know that your stars are the reason,
My galaxy exists, in this infinite universe.
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 1:41 AM UTC
Roses are dead
Violets are few
Sugar is bland
Forgiveness is, too.
Bloodstains are red
Bruises are blue
Poison is sweet
Revenge is, too. <3
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 1:41 AM UTC
A true Valentine's more
Than a rhyme
That ends
In chocolate couplets,
Or written in flowery prose.
A real Valentine
Smells sweeter
Than your dozen roses.
My Valentine
Gives me her time,
And that's
How she shows it.
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 1:38 AM UTC
the flowers in your hair
are not fortunate enough to meet your eyes
instead they only ever sit on your head
and improvise
Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 10:38 PM UTC
why do people cut?
because they have felt so much
so many emotions
it becomes overwhelming
they begin to feel nothing
that's when cutting begins to appeal
because they are so desperate to feel something
anything other than happiness
the easiest feeling to create is pain
it is the only way to replicate what that feeling was before the silence
so why not do it right there in front of you
where you will be constantly reminded of some sort of feeling
that same type of feeling that put you there in the first place
sort of like a drug
self harm is a drug
and babe i don't feel anything
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 8:22 PM UTC
you give me this feeling in my chest sometimes
where i know that i need to cry
and my stomach is telling me i will
but no tears can come out
and so the feeling just lingers
until you say something that makes it go away
and i'm too afraid to tell you you're doing this
so i pretend to accept what you are saying
and cry myself to sleep instead
Aug 20, 2015
Aug 20, 2015 at 9:12 PM UTC
he practically fell into your life with no indication
you didn't even know a "him" existed until he showed up at your door
and now you think that because he's gone it's the end to it all
you think you want HIM back but what you really want is the FEELING he used to give you
but he can't give you that feeling anymore
things changed
and now you have to go FIND that feeling in somebody else
"someone like him doesn't just come along every day, you're not going to find someone who will treat you better than he will"
i guess i better start looking
Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 1:37 AM UTC
I know that my writing is the most beautiful
when my pillow has soaked up my tears
when my breathing is staggered
and my throat hurts from trying to hold back
but who really cares about a beautiful poem
now i'm just depressed
and useless
Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 2:03 AM UTC
I walked into a gas station
wearing high wasted shorts and converse
curious if there was restroom,
i asked the man
he stared at the collar of my low cut shirt
"Outside."
"Where?" i questioned
i lowered down to where my eyes would lock with his
carrying his gaze up with mine
he pointed behind him
eyes fixed on my chest
"thank you" i said
grabbing the key off of the counter
never once looking away
to keep his eyes in contact with my eyes
and not my *******
i turned to go out the door
a window to my right
a man on the other side
i can feel his gaze as i walk
i stop in my tracks, turning the direction of the stare
only to find
a weak smirk and an intricate scan of my body
and though i stop, the scan would continue
around the corner, i kept staring back
where i assumed the complicated angle would stop him
180 degrees
just to get a good look at my ***
what a pig
i left the key in the bathroom,
i will not go back in
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 3:39 PM UTC
"To be honest, I embarked on the impossible journey of trying to get through to someone numbed by depression and anxiety that aye, things can get better if you don't give up
that ship sailed about a year ago
been on it ever since"
Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 10:14 PM UTC