The fact you repeat something over & over again
But it becomes completely unnecessary
Is redundant
When you lead me on.
Showing a bit of emotion.
The commotion kills my brain like a potion
But it's rundant
The more we speak around,
The more our heart will drown,
Because that bush that wasn't easy to get around
Has you down
But beating through that bush,
Will only cause me to push
Back to a reality that that will be missed
I hear it now, but I see something else
I hear it now, but I want it to be something else
Constantly exploring this muscle
That's called a heart.
But when I search it's cold and dark
But I know it's uncalled for
Because it's redundant to think about that thought.
Feb 28, 2017
Feb 28, 2017 at 6:18 PM UTC
Whoa
Never been in this position before
Stuck between another corral
I never seen before
Confusing thought at more
But why I wanna accept this more
But can't follow my fear anymore
Because I know what it can be
If I let myself be
But is that a sacrifice I wanna take
But you gotta take, to make
Stop.
Pause, repeat?
Did I get that clear?
You want the rear?
Lust is a *****
Because comes like a itch
But you can't relate because it's a ache
An ache that's
A feeling that makes you feel awake.
Give me more.
Piddd
Give me more
Not so much more that makes me explore
But enough to make me quit it
I'm laughing now but I don't wanna feel it
Give me more to not wanna feel it
Give me more to not wanna feel it.
It way you can't explain man
It flows like a another way boy
GIVE ME MORE
So I can STOP
WHOA
That's just a thought.
Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 9:41 PM UTC
I'm coming from a place
I don't wanna go there
So victim to the taste
I can hardly bare
My control is running weak
My mind Is at an all peak
As if I can only pretend to comprehend
Jan 15, 2017
Jan 15, 2017 at 7:33 PM UTC
It sounds ridiculous but only I feel productive when I'm doing nothing.
Sitting back, just relaxing.
Popping blue beans, burning bowls of green.
And just thinking.
Daydreaming about how things could have been.
How things could still be.
But how things will probably be.
Just close your eyes and let music be your guide.
Entire lives constructed and played out
in grand fashion. A world so detailed
I would rather get lost,
And never come back to this travesty of a society,
so raw and primal.
so human.
My world is so beautiful and yet so depressing
because it's what ours could be, but never will become.
Anything to distract me from this.
The 24 year old burnout grinding through school because there aren't many options left.
So where will I'll be in 5 years?
I wont.
Dec 15, 2014
Dec 15, 2014 at 1:32 PM UTC
do not date a girl
who writes.
she will internalize
everything,
carve poems
into your eyelashes
instead of
kissing them,
she will analyze you,
calculate age
from the rings
your coffee cup
leaves
instead of refilling it.
she will memorize
the way your
lips curl around steam,
but not that you
take it
two sugars,
no cream.
she will read your
palm instead of
holding it
against her chest.
she will not
blink
when you leave,
because she is
already
romanticizing it.
Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 12:08 PM UTC
I'm tired of
My beating heart yearning for love.
Every beat sends signals to my brain
But they don't connect.
Should I follow my heart or brain?
Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 3:02 PM UTC
I
h
a
v
e
f
e
e
l
i
n
g
s
that
form
thou
ghts,
that
form
words,
that form
sente nces,
that form
rope, which
ties itself
into a noose.
Your words
are also a rope,
that saves me from
drowning.
Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 11:28 PM UTC
Dark skies
Eventually
Shine.
Lakes
Eventually
Dry
But can our hearts
Eventually
Tie with time
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 12:14 AM UTC
Are you living your life for yourself?
Do you ask people to define you, or can you define yourself?
Do you find yourself pleasing others or yourself?
Which side are you on?
but, without having to explain why.
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 12:09 AM UTC
.
You stole the key
that is needed
to unlock
what used to be
my heart
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 4:36 PM UTC