There are 2000 miles
Between where I am and where I want to be.
Every time the sun greets my car
i seemed to be farther from where you are
2500 miles from home.
I defended my life with a wavering voice
But i still replay the way your voice shrank in size,
The day when you grabbed my arm and begged me to stay.
I want to come back home
But i've got 3000 miles to go.
Sep 27, 2014
Sep 27, 2014 at 11:26 PM UTC
Baby, I have a hurricane of hair
and a storm behind my eyes
and one hand on my hip,
ready to fight for my beliefs.
But I wouldn't mind
if you'd be my sunshine,
kiss the lids of my eyes,
I'll take my hand off my hip,
put your hands on my thighs,
I'll let the anger slip away, if just for today
so I can recite for you
my prettiest poetry
in between cinnamon kisses
and tell you stories that I heard
in the rustling of trees on a breeze
and maybe it's too much that I want
to know all of your everything,
but I'm imagining moonlit dancing
and lazy days spent listening to music
and walking through new cities, hand in hand.
We could have it all, baby,
let's just give it a chance.
Jul 11, 2014
Jul 11, 2014 at 11:49 PM UTC
Today I make a promise
To love myself with the light on
When I fail to see the beauty in my body
When I poke and squeeze and grab at my imperfections
I will use gentle hands to embrace my body
Securely holding my most precious gift
And when I fall short, my love deteriorating
My mind drowning in sorrow
Planting poisonous thoughts
Gruesome, self-loathing words
That seep in between the cracks in myself that I feebly hold together
When I neglect my body
Because I have the audacity to pretend
That I can love the swell of my stomach
the plump of my thighs
Times like this, when I see nothing but flaws
I will sit in solitude
Asking myself "Who am I"
And those answers will look past all superficial matters
Remembering that I am more than a body
I am a soul
I am a soul that laughs far too often
And thrives off spontaneous acts
One who fancies rainy mornings in coffee shops
Who can lose herself in a book for hours upon hours
One who yearns to fall in love with every corner of the world
And one who walks through book stores, tracing her fingers on every binding
So when I contemplate my image
I will remind myself of the beauty in my sleepy eyes
Discover the worth in my curves
Realize that my scars show my strength at my weakest moments
Pretend that my freckles are kisses left my those watching over me
Revel at how my veins glisten dark blue against the pale of my skin
And how they come together to form a heart on the front of my right hand
Because I'd like to believe that it is a reminder that my body loves me.
Every cell in my body fights for me
Today I make a promise
To find peace within my mind
That I will find beauty regardless of my size
Today I make a promise.
When I say that I love myself
I will mean every single letter.
Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 12:04 AM UTC
I hope
one day
you look back
on your life
And you realize
that there wasn't
anyone
who craved
your touch
as much as I.
Jan 10, 2014
Jan 10, 2014 at 8:48 PM UTC
Of night time sadness
Vanquished by the thoughts of flowers
Of days filled the shivers of eternal rest
Pushed towards the breath of vivacity
Of voices melancholy singing
To those of once empty mind and soul
Of certain moments suspended in time
Where nostalgia can shine its way through
Like the cracks in your ribs
Where now and then collide in a brilliant flash
There is the life I want to spend with you.
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 11:06 PM UTC