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frenchcoke
frenchcoke
21/F ♡
before sunrise treads, make me your nest. sculpt your universe in my harrowed chest— i'll allow you to. give me a moment of silence to recall myself before you and why you'd came; the science and the art of your being, and my ways you've changed. before sunrise treads, you'll be gone. i'll embrace our fate, but i'd refuse to rid your porcelain skin draped over me. with your face close enough to defeat the rays and it's far too late, i know it's tiring. let me be your home but i'll leave you be.
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Jan 5, 2019
Jan 5, 2019 at 2:53 AM UTC
porcelain deep
tequila tongues and 2AM cigarette strolls empty, spotless bathroom stalls you give me nothing, i give my all "forever's just a word," written on these walls
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Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 9:31 PM UTC
bathroom tears
i was alright until now you left me needy you left me longing for your skin you left me missing the taste of your weary fingers you left me like you left your songs playing in your mom's balcony those tunes that did nothing but talk about anger and *** god g o d i miss those songs i miss your breath even when it meant that i'd have to deal with your cigarettes i miss the muscles on your face when i ask you to smile for me i miss sinning with you but even when i miss everything, darling, i just don't miss you
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Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 10:02 PM UTC
i don't miss you
*when you wake up in the morning and the sun doesn't shine, you'll find it in your arms, seeping in your veins*
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Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 6:55 AM UTC
in your veins
*grow flowers in my mind paint my stone cold heart kiss thy lips bathed in wine don't you know, you're a piece of art?*
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 7:16 AM UTC
little words
*You rain with glitter You are made of gold You are far too precious To exist in this world Only to be sold* You touch everything The way your mom had taught you to: With delicate hands and a mouth made For soundness Love, You are yours And yours only Do not let them touch you And pull your soul out Of its porcelain cage Love, You are yours, You will always be
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Jul 20, 2017
Jul 20, 2017 at 1:56 AM UTC
You are yours
you keep on saying you'll get back to the way things were when i'm finally done with you and even though i still want nothing but to take those midnight phone calls that lasted til the early morning hours back i finally, finally can let you go now because i know that this time it's better than holding onto something that would only end up *       r                         i   b                a       k                        e                                 g                                      n*                                          and *f    a       l          l       i   n         g* in the end i've drained out all the hope that was left *when you left*
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Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 10:37 AM UTC
you left and it's probably for the best
don't leave when i tell you to because darling, all i need in this world right now is your fingers laced with mine, the feeling of your breath against my neck, your soft mouth over my collarbone, your eyes watching me. because when i say leave, i mean it like a synonym to please please please stay.
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May 20, 2017
May 20, 2017 at 8:25 AM UTC
bedhead #1
it's all fun and games until we both get sick and tired of hiding from the truth that refuses to be freed and seeking for something that is most probably never going to come anyway
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May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 9:48 AM UTC
fun & games
there was a time before we fell into this ravine where we are now, when i reminded myself to know my boundaries. to recall that i've been broken enough before to gamble my heart again. to think things through before i spit them out of my mouth. i can still remember that i never wanted you the way that i do now. i never intended to. all i wanted was to ***** your monochromatic heart and feel you bleed sweet technicolor lies and lullabies. but now, where are we now? i chased after you, bleeding yourself dry you told me without turning your head, that you're through with me. that you're done trying to make me feel sunshine and sunflowers within me when i'm unhappy. so i stopped running. and i watched you go as you carried with one hand your heart and its veins drenched in black and white.
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May 6, 2017
May 6, 2017 at 2:07 AM UTC
technicolor lies and lullabies