you have been searching for home
for so long,
you have endured so many sleepless nights
that you have lost sight
of what you're looking for.
i know all about the weight
you carry on your shoulders
and in your chest.
it makes you feel as if
you're about to sink into the earth,
yet you still run.
from everything you are afraid of,
the person you're
scared you're becoming.
no one is closer to you
than that self destruct button
you have your finger hovering over.
stop running,
it's time to rest now,
the stars will still be there when you wake.
May 28, 2017
May 28, 2017 at 8:36 AM UTC
i am compiled of extremities.
either everything will get so loud
the voice can't speak over the top of everyone
and i feel like i'm drowning.
but other times
the silence makes me want to scream
until there is
something
to distract from the horrors
crawling their way into my mind.
Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 8:03 PM UTC
i want someone to love me so much
that it feels like the sun
is something they built
for me in their tool shed
because i have been living
in the shadows for so long
and i long for the sun's warmth
Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 6:39 PM UTC
this place was never home,
this was a horror house
that made feel like an intruder
when i was supposed to at peace.
instead i learned to make
homes out of the
people i loved.
and while the destruction of them
tore me to pieces,
at least for a while i had
someone to call home.
Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 6:38 PM UTC
i'm supposed to
be the captain of this ship
i should be controlling it,
but all it is doing is
slowly sinking and
out here there is no
escape or exit.
May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 2:48 AM UTC
you were like the devil on my shoulder
whispering to me everything thats wrong with me
but i treated it all like the words of god
because you were beautiful enough to be an angel
but your poison filled lips
are destroying everything thing i
once loved about you
and now you are the dying rose
that you once gave me
sitting in my room
theres no room for you here anymore
May 5, 2016
May 5, 2016 at 2:45 AM UTC
in the covers of the night i still
miss you and the memories we
made like a reflex muscle
i still miss the times we
were happy and we were full of love.
but nostalgia is a liar
and now you're sleeping
with a guy you just met
to the songs we said were ours.
i am growing from this like
a beautiful blossoming tree.
Apr 23, 2016
Apr 23, 2016 at 5:08 AM UTC
he was my nicotine
and holy **** was i addicted
but as good as i
thought he was
he's turning my lungs to ash
and my words can no
longer get past
my throat.
its time i started
using those
nicotine patches.
Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 4:28 PM UTC
create
you spend your life wishing you were something, while surrounding yourself with things others have created
so create something for you
create something for the world
create something beautiful and totally magnificent and don’t let anyone else ever see it
love yourself
because before you know it you’ll be a lifeless shell under the dirt
Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 4:15 PM UTC
there is no way to make what i think
sound beautiful
or moving
or to make it flow
so here it is
it is blunt
but it is the truth.
i am trapped.
this is disease i cannot rid of.
there uncountable, unwanted curves
and two mountains that reside on my chest
that i am ready to rid off.
where there should be a low, raspy voice
is a high pitch voice
that always gives me away.
there are soft merging lines
instead of straight sharp lines.
i am trapped
in my own body.
Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 8:03 PM UTC