Can't fix your attitude,
never loyal, mind the tattoos
hate me and I hate you
but when the time comes I love you
it's ****** up, we know it
could stop, but we don't do it
so what is it that we do,
victimize, and tell lies
With left hands upon fake books
trying to get that same look
that you gave me once ago
a time when I still belonged to you
Life was good
like really,
**** remember the times when
we were happy
I wonder if you ever miss me,
or think back
though I stay quiet
and I quit that
no sense in a heart attack
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 3:52 PM UTC
would you please just kiss me i don't care if it's wrong or right. i don't care about anything but the cracks in your lips because you're freezing and i want to make you warm again. i want to remember what your skin feels like because i hated myself the day i forgot. i want to reminisce but mostly i want the kiss that sends even the seas most skilled sailor overboard.
Apr 1, 2015
Apr 1, 2015 at 1:43 AM UTC
Things were said,
feelings were forgotten.
I went to bed exhausted.
Yesterday was one of the days that I'll try to refrain from my memory.
I can't tell you much about tomorrow.
I can't tell you what parts of me died when the last glimpse of the sun reached the horizon.
But, today I woke up like a second chance.
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 12:19 PM UTC
Florida,
You raised us in South.
With a palm tree mentality,
I can't find paradise.
In this heat I feel paralyzed,
Returned on a plane from the mid west,
thought I was doing what I knew best.
The UV rays ****** with my head, creating a false oasis.
The only rays they tell you to **** with are those called Raybans, so we can look like the rest of us.
Suggested tan like the rest of us.
Skin damaged like the rest of us.
Drink martinis like the rest of us.
Sometimes I feel like tour brochures got the best of us.
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 7:56 PM UTC
I wonder what dreams you took to the grave,
how rich the graveyard must be,
I wonder how many of you became comfortable,
and if you were tired from the things you achieved.
I hope to hear from you,
in books my professor assigns me.
I hope to read the things you never had a chance to tell me.
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 7:21 AM UTC
You weren't just a chapter in the story, you were the whole **** novel.
You meant so much to me,
I still write of you in journals.
Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 5:44 PM UTC
I once smoked dope like the Vatican was made of ***** and I was the Pope. I've had *** with too many women, even I know, but I hide behind a faux sincerity, like I belonged to the Sinatra's.
I came into this world with another soul, but I wonder in what fragment of time will I go. If life were a height, I've jousted it with a pole. Close to loosing it all, and just as close to a perfect score.
We walk a thin line of one or the other, singing songs of love, and the absence of love. Powered by our want to accomplish something bigger than flesh and bones.
I will starve my ego, and feed my soul, I will forgive myself for the things I've done without control.
Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 2:37 PM UTC
I thought it wouldn't affect me,
I thought it would just forget me.
But, here I am, deficiency.
I used to come in plenty,
But bulk was never break.
My heart never ached.
But, here I am, broken.
I was an easy read,
the pages were never torn.
The words were never worn.
But, here I am, loosely.
I had a world to give,
my own little placement.
I'd invite you back..
But, even I left it.
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC