all i could muster to say
is **** you
you took me
and held me
and left me
and kicked me onto the ground
to grow in the forever dusting
surface of the earth
from which i have now
come to love
this is where i have belonged
for much too long
now i see no difference
everyone passing by
crushes me
and god do i miss the way
you feel
and touch
and talk with your breath
but you've left me here
to dust on the surface
of the earth
not to be found
not to be touched
not to be loved
for not even the dust
will mutter my name
Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 10:13 PM UTC
i do not have a way with words,
everything that I say
means nothing.
I have nothing to whisper
about the trees
or the waves
or the way you talk
with your eyes
or the way i spend
nights on nights on nights
burning away my insides
becoming what I fear
I knew I'd be
but this is me,
and this is all I know how to be.
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 11:10 PM UTC
when the drugs just won't let you rest
and your sleep is no longer a priority
your mind can't find any balance
your heart can't find any beat
and your lungs continue to cry
as long as your eyes are stained with salt
and your bones are as brittle as brittle could be
and your legs are almost out
your whole body is almost out
out of the life you had inside you
crawled right up through your mouth
to rot on the concrete
for others to laugh and see
just how broken your bones are
just how bad one can be
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 10:23 PM UTC
the poems that i write
aren't even enough
nothing is enough
to let this burning in my chest
free from all distress
Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 8:48 PM UTC
i dont want to write
any
poetry about
you
but i've found myself
sitting in front
of my
computer
unable
to think
of any other topic
so here i am
thinking about you
again
this is not how
i want it to
be
this is not how anyone
would want it to
be
leave me be
like usual, you see
for i am here
and you aren't
into me
Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 8:17 PM UTC
oh but what am I saying
you never came around
but were you ever really
around?
or was it me
was it all me
just playing with my own hands
and reaching with my own heart
to find some kind of love
to find some kind of part
something to latch inside
inside my lonely heart
attaching to whatever
whatever it can find
to keep itself in tact
to keep myself aligned
Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 1:20 PM UTC
dear god please
stop your ******* mess
stop ******* with my head
and hiding in my bed
and outstretching for my heart
and wrenching it apart
and playing with my hands
and laughing cause you can't
retain anything in
from hurting me within
and ******* with my mess
my mess of a heart
so ripped and torn apart
Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 1:17 PM UTC
i guess, yes, this is me
sitting out in the wind
underneath the trees
dead grass talking me ever so smoothly
laid me out ever so soothingly
when a deadly wisp appears suddenly
my eyes grow numb
and limbs become flooded
I slowly float back from the dead grass and lovely wind
the lovely known earth
carried me by the smoothed trees
at the natures hand of birth
Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 3:27 AM UTC
I'm being
crushed
by my mind
choking
on my spoiled breath
words filling up my throat
that can't escape
without overflowing
out of my mouth
Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 3:25 AM UTC
the plant on my window seal
keeps wilting and wilting,
it's as wilted as wilted could be
oh loving plant
why must you worry
and grow your roots far from sea?
i see your misery
guilt and all
mocking me and pretending to fall
oh lovely plant
do not follow me
for i am walking alone
and you are just a simple tree
Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 8:08 PM UTC