“You’ll get your ******* ****
What a shift
Tone that was reserved
For every being except me
“I'm not on your ******* schedule.”
Audacity seeps through every
******** sentence that spews from
Your marijuana stained teeth.
The toxin that I used to siphon through my lungs
Turning your poison into my personal antidote
Although it could never heal, never mend.
Lizard skin dulls my attempts of the needle
I stab through your brittle skin, touching your fragile soul
I used to cradle your pile of bones, rock them
Hoping my light would set flame to
The potential I had planted underneath the layers
Of your skin
To no avail, I look back at you, what was you?
Never was you
I’ll let you hold onto the pieces of me
Use my pupils as a telescope
So you could view yourself
Bask in the light
I once seen you
Dance in.
Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 3:26 AM UTC
Shiny green apple,
surface glistens
when the sun
kisses its skin.
Shiny green apple,
you’re appealing.
My mouth salivates
at the thought
of tearing into your flesh.
Shiny green apple,
do I have your permission
to sink my teeth into you?
Fear not—
I’ll make it quick.
Shiny green apple,
I cough up bile.
You’re rotten inside.
I take a closer look—
poison leaks from your pores.
Shiny green apple,
whose skin did you
drape across yourself
to appease me?
I hate apples,
yet I fixated on you.
Shiny green apple,
I’ll look closer.
Watch as the sun
reveals the wax
poured on you.
I scrape it off with my nails.
You’re not shiny, green apple.
You’re dull.
Mar 12
Mar 12, 2026 at 3:55 AM UTC
as i close my eyes
sighing softly
a hazy picture of your face
appears in my dreams
why must you haunt me?
even whilst i sleep?
your lips twist into
words i’d like to hear
a soothing melody
but i’m scared
my dreams don’t lie
it colours you perfectly
the veil has lifted
something within me
finally shifted
you’re not picture perfect
even in my dreams
you’re not what you seem
you know it’s a super power
counting all your lies within the hour
they don’t sway me
disgust replaces the sweet taste
that danced across my tongue
when we kissed
oh i wished
i hadn’t dismissed
the way my dreams
showed your true face.
Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 1:48 PM UTC
Our eyes standing tall.
They noticed yours but not mine,
As if yours had legs.
Contempt. Lethargy. Bottomless.
20 years, I lived behind you.
As if we weren’t adjacent
Together, I thought we were together.
Forever resenting, plotting, scheming.
For some time, I was happy by your side,
But I was confused, uncertain of my feelings.
My sister, you’re always by my side.
I noticed the disdain in your eyes,
Why must I bleed for something I didn’t impede?
Despair. Astonishment. Resentment.
20 years, I live beside you.
Our souls adjacent
Reflecting, one of two
Together, aren’t we living this life together?
Forever, and ever….
Crooked grins, my hidden sins, we’re tethered.
All these years, I must admit,
Being connected to you,
Makes me sick.
Jan 29
Jan 29, 2026 at 11:42 PM UTC
All that remains
The smell of decay
Suffocates all my senses
The same way a simple glance
made me forget who I was
What do I do
He still remains
In a part of myself
I had thought didn’t exist
This rot, it can’t be buried
It touches my skin
It’s tainted, the residue
Lingers on my soul
I’m all that remains
The softness of
How his voice had
Carried my name
Echoes in my head
So I try to bury it
Instead
The shovel pierces the
Cold ground
I dig until I tire
Was he just a liar?
I peek into the grave
at what remained
He’s blurry, his "love"
Why in such a hurry
to **** what I had thought
was love
I still remain
standing here
There’s no remaining love
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 5:15 PM UTC
Simple poetry
I’ll encapsulate all those months
The way my heart yearned for yours
Into simple poetry
Easy digestion
I ask myself this question
Me and you
I made an exception
in expense of my soul
I cram that time
into simple poetry
I’ll try to put
All that is complicated
But my mind can’t minimize
What we had
Into simple poetry.
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 5:10 PM UTC
Jasmine
Delicate little flower
I should’ve treated you as such
Myself, you’re a pretty girl
I water your soul
I protect you fiercely
Sensitive girl
Don’t wither away now that
You’ve now seen the world
Jasmine
Your mind is bright
Even your sight
Don’t dim yourself
For what MIGHT
Little flower
I’ll water you so
I’ll watch you grow
With compassion
No matter what happens
Sensitive girl
I’ll protect you
You’re a Beautiful girl
Love
Jasmine.
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 5:06 PM UTC
Sweet nothings
I weave my own meaning into the words
That comes out of your mouth
In between the lines, I plant seeds
To grow into the version I had of you
In my wistful mind
Face value
I should have taken you at face value
Those seeds were left unwatered
Instead
They die
Along with my love for you.
Sweet nothing
At face value
Words with no meanings
We had no meaning.
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 5:03 PM UTC
Beautiful boy
You scare me
I try to make sense
Of your flaws
Sugar-coat them
Hoping it would weave into
Something beautiful, boy
Let me into your mind
I can fix it, ease it
I see the storm in your
Head
Let me quiet it, you’re beautiful
Warning signs, I cover it
I turn it into art
My muse, my project
I’m scared, I’m tense
I fall into you
You’re a beautiful boy
The cracks into your mind
I melt into them
I can help you
You’re okay with me
I hold you, kiss your
Flaws away
They’re still so loud
I’ll quiet them
I ignore them
Accept them
My beautiful boy
I’m scared
You’re broken
Let me fix you
As I would fix myself
Beautiful boy
I’ll quiet myself
To please you
Your love is enough
Beautiful boy
I’m scared
You’ve hurt others
Please don’t hurt me
I guard my heart
Still with you
Am I safe with you?
I ignore myself
I need you
Oh, Beautiful boy
Do you love me?
I feel the disconnect
Please don’t leave me
Beautiful boy
You’re enough for me
I can save you
Even if It means losing myself.
All for you, my beautiful boy.
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 5:01 PM UTC
I want every trace of him gone
So I burn a piece of him
Hoping the memories cling onto the
flames, the way my heart held onto
The warmth in the eyes, his body
Erasure
I want every trace of him gone
I call out to him to retrieve his things
To silence the taunting of what it
Never was
Erasure
I burn the countless love letters I had written
Hoping it’d quiet the intrusive thoughts
And **** any lingering feelings
Erasure
Let it ******* burn.
I watch US
Burn.
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 5:00 PM UTC