too lost in you
to actually know
what love
should really feel like.
Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 8:52 AM UTC
Plip, plip, plop
I wonder when will it all stop
Every drop turns a darker red
As all hope are replaced with dread.
Plip, plip, plop
We need to fix this faucet
For soon we'll all drown
And sadly we are too poor for a casket.
Plip, plip, plop
Please don't pretend you don't hear
All the innocent's yawps
Pleading from the faith of your ruthless spear.
Plip, plip, plop
Alas! the streets are clean
Yet every house seems to pray
For their child to come home today.
Plip, plip, plop
I wish to live a day without fear
That the faucet won't wreck my home
Coating it with an awful besmear.
Plip, plip, plop
I just want it to stop
Pray, I do not want the past nor the present,
I just want a life that has future in it.
-a.m.
Sep 7, 2017
Sep 7, 2017 at 11:15 AM UTC
to that bespectacled beauty
whom i fell in love with on the train
i wish i could've told you how i felt
i wish i could've held your hands
before you alight the train.
-a.m.
Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 10:42 AM UTC
on a warm summer night,
i looked up and saw an empty sky
it would've made me sad
but thank god,
you were by my side.
Apr 2, 2017
Apr 2, 2017 at 6:29 AM UTC