i long for days with everlasting horizons
so blue, yellow, and pink
how the colors fold together
into
an eternal simplicity
these days i will hold back my head
look into the sun
and let my soul
free
Oct 13, 2018
Oct 13, 2018 at 11:58 PM UTC
the weight of ink is heavier than blood
for it carries the passion and intensity
of a heart set free through the mountains,
the seas,
the valleys
scribbling its way on to pages of our minds
leaving us wanting more,
begging our pens to flow endlessly,
for the pleasure of some and the decay of others.
Sep 20, 2018
Sep 20, 2018 at 4:03 PM UTC
hungry, i breathe into the veins of your neck
and with my tongue, i taste your flesh.
hot breath stains your skin,
as i run my hands over your porcelain body.
hungry, i tear into you.
as you moan for more,
i know that i have won.
you will be begging
and i will be leaving.
Jul 13, 2018
Jul 13, 2018 at 3:29 PM UTC
i’ve come to realize
i can only blame myself
for the madness i exude
there are creatures behind this face
and everyday,
they look a little more like
me
i’m so sorry
Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 3:32 PM UTC
suddenly i feel as if the world is spinning
and i am no longer apart of the gravitational hold
i float,
up
up
up
they say this is paranoia
that i am apart of this universe
i am firmly planted on the ground
but my legs don’t move when i walk
and my head is starting to hurt from the altitude
i glide through the air, through life,
until they wrap their arms around me
bringing me further and further into their world
you need to be normal
you need to walk
you need to exist
but i feel my existence must be lie,
there are parts of me missing
i am not one with this earth
i am bound for the sky
for there must be something for me in the horizon ahead
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 1:02 PM UTC
i torment myself for my inability to love,
my inability to sense the light after the storm.
i spend my days wondering when,
when will i give myself to another
when will the world be ready?
Jul 6, 2018
Jul 6, 2018 at 3:11 PM UTC
i wonder what it feels like to touch the insides of your body,
are you as fragile as you seem?
or do your organs turn to stone at the touch of another?
Jun 30, 2018
Jun 30, 2018 at 10:24 PM UTC
i have thought a lot about the end
and the unimaginable emptiness that awaits,
but i have come to realize,
there is an unimaginable emptiness here.
it is only ourselves that can fill the void
May 24, 2018
May 24, 2018 at 11:23 AM UTC
i’m in love with strangers i pass by
because ignorance is comforting
May 22, 2018
May 22, 2018 at 4:51 PM UTC
i stopped writing about you not because i forgot about you,
but because the mere thought of you makes my hands explode, shake, gnaw,
pick at all the skin you whispered to me was
beautiful
the mere thought of you sends my heart into a slow melt,
you make it feel like july on the inside
where you’re hot and sweaty and far too close to one another
i can’t write about you anymore because the fragile thoughts in my head
would be destroyed by the heavy weight of your influence
May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 11:45 AM UTC