Do you think
I could
make something
beautiful
if I tried?
Do you think
it could move
hearts
and
minds?
Do you think
I have it in me
to show
everyone
how I feel
in spite
of my fear
of everything
real?
Do you think
if I reveal just
who
I
am,
anyone
will still
love me?
Do you think
once my
breath
is gone
from my
freshly-tarred
lungs,
anyone will
miss me?
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 10:30 AM UTC
Beautiful girl,
You strike fear at my core
You alone can get close to me,
And only slowly,
One secret at a time
As I release them to you,
One by one,
I fear you'll turn away and run
The more you hear,
The more you may hurt me
But still I will try,
For the thought of your beauty
Wrapped around me entirely
Is greater than the sum of my fear
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 10:28 AM UTC
She parts like the sea
When she is underneath me;
These salty skin and heaving winds
Compare no depth to when she is with me.
She clings on to me like I do to her
Storm swept lovers longing for the coast
Of the joys of home and the warmth of summer;
When all this that I could remember:
My name on her lips.
Her eyes when I kiss
Her senselessly; her smile,
Her hands, the way her fingers dance
Against my skin;
I am bursting
With vibrant passion
When she finds me again.
The parting of the sea:
Where she parts and I breathe
Alone and never has been,
But she has always
always drowned me.
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 10:26 AM UTC
Is it the end of an era?
No.
Is it the end of an age?
No.
Is it the end of me?
Maybe.
The end of an ending,
My dear, we've barely begun,
But this has been coming,
The ending must be at the end.
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 10:22 AM UTC
I dreamed not about you but her..
your face nothing but a ghost in the back of my mind
every time I dream you appear a nightmare ready
to break my now fragile heart...
oh please call me one last time so I can
hear your angelic voice..
say goodbye...
I wanna dream about her with her magical brown eyes not you
you with those fiery blue eyes
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 10:15 AM UTC
"Be careful who you call a King"
All the romantic girls want a 'knight in shining armour'
All princesses want some noble king to sweep them off their feet
All the bad girls want a rebel who's mean with lots of green
Well... I'm all three
I want the joker
Who can outwit the knight in a fight with only his words
Who can make the king laugh with accents and gestures so absurd
Who can cause the rebel to cry and fly away like a scared little bird
I want the joker
I'm a poet
I need the joker to take away the sadness in the words I write
I need the joker to willingly fight for me with his own life
I need the joker to stand tall and proud, yet admit when he's not right
I need the joker to love me fully, unbiasedly and with all his might
I'm a poet
Knights are overrated
Kings are old and outdated
Rebels are deathly fated
Jokers are an eternity
Cause laughter can surely never die
Jokers are everything
Cause my heart will surely never cry
Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 10:03 AM UTC
Here I am again
Picking up the shattered remains
Of my already falling apart heart
Accidentally slicing a cut on my wrist
With one of the tiny little shards
The pain, such sweet heavenly bliss
It's not that I miss you, cause you were never really mine
It's not that I regret loving you, I'd repeat it every time
But my pain has caused you misery that I'm not sure I fully understand
And the guilt lays think upon you, much more than I ever had planned
It's that I had this single drop of hope,
That my wish to have you
Might actually one day come true
But no, just another impossibility
That I'd find love and truly be happy
It ***** my childish ways and innocence were ripped away at such a young age
The one thing you want more than anything, was the one thing they had to take
And I know it sounds silly, but I hate them more now cause I blame them that I can't have you
My nightmares will come when I finally sleep, unfortunately, waking up is a nightmare too
I guess it's time to change my ways, although I've said this time and time again
This chemistry, that I thought was different, better, was just all imagined in my head
A change of heart, a change of soul, a change of my mind and a lack of passion
So many things I can't change, makes it my fault then. Wouldn't it be easier if I were dead?
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 10:26 AM UTC
I fell in love
with
the
darkness..
it calls my name every time im alone
oh tell me why is your voice
so beautiful
and familiar? tell me
are you
her?....
the one who takes
me further than anyone else?
the one I say I love but know
doesn't love me back?
tell me if I saw your
eyes would they be hers?
is this why
I fell
in
love with the darkness?
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 10:06 AM UTC