I am untold metaphors
that contradict each others existences
I am lightness
and darkness
and everything in between
I'm also the lack of the in between
I'm the lack of existence
And existence itself
I am every extreme
but most importantly
no perfectly constructed poetry
can define me
and I wouldn't want it any other way
Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 3:17 PM UTC
I've stopped searching
for my missing pieces
Not because I'm whole
but because
I finally
feel
alive
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 8:56 PM UTC
You have to take care of yourself
Watch out
Don't go out alone at night
be afraid of every noise
but why are you so afraid
you don't need to be frightened
you're just weak
it's nothing
Sep 22, 2016
Sep 22, 2016 at 12:57 AM UTC
What does the color remind you of
The color red?
It reminds me of something
I miss
Something I can't have
and something I can't be
it's hard because the color is so pretty
Why must it remind me of you?
Why does everything
remind me of you
Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 9:41 PM UTC
I'm waiting for leaves to fall off trees
for art to fall at my feet
I'm waiting to wear baggy sweaters
to be wrapped in something cozy
I'm waiting for pumpkin pie
a delicious treat
I'm waiting for sipping on hot tea
my liquid warmth
I'm waiting for Autumn
Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 8:54 PM UTC
I still dream of you sometimes
Press snooze
Just ten more minutes
With the idea of you
With the idea I'm not alone
That someone would look at me
With amazement in their eyes
Just ten minutes
Okay?
Sep 17, 2016
Sep 17, 2016 at 4:51 PM UTC
I'm not here for small talk
I want to avoid the wave of
okays
and blank faces
I don't wish to drown in
meaningless conversations
How are you?
This isn't a surface level greeting
Dig deeper
How are you feeling?
Is your mind your enemy today?
Or your friend?
Or is there a disconnect, like an acquaintance?
How's the weather today?
I'm not talking outside
I can check that myself
but what is the weather in your head
Is it bland?
Is it nice?
Do you need protection?
Do you like this place?
This physical space
When you fully engage in the world
Do you like it?
What would you change?
What do you like to do?
How do you spend your time?
When the world is crashing down
What helps?
I'm not here for small talk
So don't get alarmed
When I try to get to know you
Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 1:37 PM UTC
Not all the poetry I've shared
is up to my current standards
some hurts to read
knowing I thought
that it was good enough to share
but I don't want to delete any of it
because if I delete who I used to be
how can I prove I've grown
Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 12:13 AM UTC
I love how I can transform words
into art
but I'm lost as to what I want
when the side of me
the one that hides in the dark
that holds hands with melancholy
grips onto anything
onto everything
that might make it worthwhile
is the one that writes so effortlessly
but the side of me that is most at peace
has trouble writing more than a line
Sep 14, 2016
Sep 14, 2016 at 10:57 PM UTC
He tied an anchor to her
Threw her in the deep end
When she came out with a fear
Of drowning
All they did was ask her
Why she'd go under
If she knew
She wouldn't be able to breathe
Aug 7, 2016
Aug 7, 2016 at 10:34 PM UTC