If I was a mountain
That soared towards the sky,
With craggy snow caps
And stormy grey eyes-
Then you'd be the clouds
That swaddled my peak,
That silenced my thunder
When I tried to speak.
If I was the earth
The desert, in fact:
With arid dry soil
And mud, baked and cracked-
You'd be the rain
The downpour that soothed;
The balm to my bruises,
Relief to my wounds.
If I was the Moon
In the indigo night,
With stars as my blanket
And silver; my light-
Well you'd be the Sun
Just always behind
That lent me your glow
And caused me to shine.
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 11:40 PM UTC
I wonder if you’d want to know
I named all of my demons after you and
they haunt me in my sleep
when I was 14 I fell asleep in April and dreamed of bones and
I’m not sure I’ve really ever woken up since
when I lost 5 pounds I never saw a difference
when I lost 10 my mother said I was looking good
when I lost 20 she told me to stop and handed me food
and I became anemic
when I lost 25 I stopped drinking anything because
I felt water had calories
when I lost 30 my mother held me on her lap
and held my bones together for me
when I lost 35 I started fainting every morning and
the doctors could no longer easily find my blood pressure
when I lost 40 people started to stare and food made me cry
when I lost 45 it hurt to walk and to lay down
it hurt to eat
it hurt to breathe and
I started throwing up my empty stomach
the mind plays tricks on those that decide
nourishment is not needed
Eat.
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 9:58 PM UTC
I've got imagination
like knives
cutting with surrealism
Humor
like lightning bolts
blinding with white teeth
Creativity
like a crossbow
loaded with ideas and will
instead of arrows
Kindness
like pistols
my bullets fast
as two teens falling in love
My mind
like a grenade
one I throw out
and keep myself locked somewhere else
My weaponry doesn't look very dangerous,
but that's because they cut somewhere else.
Because I **** them with my heart.
Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 1:45 PM UTC
Pause before you say Life is unfair
Learn to make a single flower your garden
Master the art of saying No
Learn to keep curiosity under control.
Watch all your hopes shatter
Just to build them over again once more
Admire before you criticize
Get rid of that good-for-nothing ego.
Following rules or spontaneously living the moment
The choices are always yours
But like the great men always say
Be the change you want to see in the world.
Remind yourself of these things every day
And Ah! What a work of art you are
There is none on this planet
Who is just the kind of beautiful you are.
Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 1:34 PM UTC
To love the dream
More than the man
Isn't love
Mar 21, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 at 5:52 PM UTC
My mind is divided in cages
It's been that way throughout the ages
I'm becoming numb so with you I am sharing
My view of the world if there's anyone caring
I set my cages out side by side
You may be surprised but this I do find
there’s a cage for responsibilities
it’s boring but necessary
I have one for my family
To whom I love though they're a bit ordinary
there’s one for my friends
the weirdest of all
weirder that dividing my brain in cages, after all
and of course there’s one for love
I think this one’s retired
though there’s still a burning desire
that keeps me from getting it terminated
So I'd say my brain’s complicated
hard to get into and out of
and it’s locked and so well protected
that my advise to you its to stay unrelated
cause if you enter there’s several obstacles you’ll be facing
first there’s a gas that’s overtaking
its called humor and its mutilating
then there’s a wall
curved like a smile
but faker than Halloween bile
but if you’ve surpassed this obstructions
my congrats to you
but sorry you’re about to get ejected too
my advice again, my friend
it’s to stay out of this
and leave me to my numbness to recede in peace
Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 10:29 PM UTC
Sometimes I like to wear an oversized shirt and socks
and then sometimes I like to wear nothing
Some days I feel everything at once
and some days I feel nothing at all
Some nights are spent dreaming of lands far away
and some I didn’t even realize had gone by
I like to be alone
but I hate feeling lonely
I love my family
but my door is always locked
I’m very keen of white cause it represents purity
but then black represents depth
Coffee makes the world a better place
but tea can be had at any time
Pools are relaxing
but the ocean makes me feel alive
I enjoy living
but I want to know what happens after death
I am my own compass
pointing north and pointing south
Torn between myself
and what I feel
and if that’s not confusing enough
the compass never stays still
Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 12:20 AM UTC
As I stayed buried deep in my books
You simply slipped away
I let you fall and crumble
Under the new memories in my brain
The library I thought that held it all
Books of life piled high upon the shelf
We're a sweet weight of fake felicity
I carried proudly above all else
Now I realize I was foolish for letting you
Fill with empty pages that library
Thinking you'd write a part of my life
From the pieces you took from me
Mar 12, 2014
Mar 12, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC
I am a King that drinks beer
and is surrounded by bodies instead of money
I am the master of my own universe
the one adorned with bills and paychecks
I am the God of a religion
followed by many but preached individually
The beer tastes like freedom
The universe keeps me going
And my religion makes me real
Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 12:17 PM UTC
The king's fatherly tightening
like trials by a contemptuous man
led to the biggest crying
by she who loves this man.
Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 12:07 PM UTC