Looked in the mirror
knew I was drunk 'cause my face
was a pretty one.
Oct 12, 2014
Oct 12, 2014 at 1:16 AM UTC
I spent the first few
hours of summer lazing
with the boy I love.
Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 6:03 PM UTC
I can't sleep tonight
but I'm dreaming of you
and it's 12:51 AM
I'm so upset because you're my only
safe haven and yet
you're so faraway
at 12:52 AM
my heart is split in half:
one half is with you in your bed
across town
while the other is broken
and yet to be found
God you don't know
how much I love you
and even I don't think
I can piece it all together
but ****
do I really have to try now
at 12:55 AM?
can't I shut down my brain
like the rest of the city has already
and figure it out when the sun is shining?
It's 12:58 AM
and the Klonopin is kicking in
these words are swirling
and I'm fighting it because
I need to finish these conscious thoughts of you--
who knows what I'll conjure up
when my eyes are closed?
all I know is
I won't stop loving you
not at 1:02 AM
or God knows when
I'm coming back to you my love
though first if you don't mind
I'll close my eyes and
drift away to Slumberland
keep your half of my heart safe
in your bed
while I'm gone,
won't you?
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 11:54 PM UTC
I had a boy on top of me tonight
but not just any boy
he's an angel
a champion
my only hope in the most dreary of days
he laid on top of me in the grass
with lighting flashing behind his eyes
the wind shook the branches around us
and this angel
carried
me
away
gathered me up in
every fold of his heart
we drifted towards euphoria--
I swear I'm in love.
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 11:32 PM UTC
These scratches on my arms
are just pitiful attempts
at even a grasp of sanity
The marks left behind
are reminders that I'm still living
an unbelievably weary existence
I would've used a knife
or a match
but my nails were the closest
weapon
the most convenient
the least likely to draw attention
I went too far and now
my arms are decorated in
long talon scars
who knew I'd dig so deep
for a little dose of purity?
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 12:22 AM UTC
Lover I am yours and you are mine
and I will love you 'til the end of time
but I can no longer deny (I can't deny)
I'm diseased, I was conceived
under the blood of night.
This balcony is cold so can we please go inside?
Love, I'm not a fan of this game of seek and hide
I see you in the shadows hunting for a soul to sell
but Lover, are you not aware that we're already in Hell?
I'm falling, I'm falling, I'm screaming out your name
I warned you that this balcony was only cold and grey
It's got secrets I wish I could scream etched beneath its skin
it was the final surface of a jumper, crazed as hell by all his sins.
Lover I am yours and you are mine
and I will love you 'til the end of time
but I'm afraid my time is all used up
so with that, my love, I wish you the best of luck.
Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 11:47 AM UTC
Lover I've got a problem
You're not kissing my neck
gripping my sides
You're not letting me
succumb myself to the joy
laced within your skin cells
and God forbid you're not
whispering future plans
in my ear
I can't see you bite your lip
I can't hear the small gasps
that sneak up from the depths
of your throat
I can't smell your cologne
or your bed sheets
or your favorite pillow
**It's all so **** far away**
Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 5:18 PM UTC
I could lay out all of my thoughts
on a rusty wire
for you:
all aligned,
waiting to be picked
poked
prodded
examined
rummaged through;
I could even give you a
magnifying glass
free of charge
to discard the remote possibility
that my thoughts aren't what they seem,
but what ******* good would that do?
I'll be exposed,
my thoughts will be torn and hanging
with only the remnants of who I believed
you were,
and who's going to collect the scraps
after you've gone?
I'll be a thoughtless vegetable,
after all.
Mar 3, 2014
Mar 3, 2014 at 10:44 PM UTC
I can no longer
get my point across without
sounding desperate.
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 9:54 PM UTC
Don't you know you're in love
with a sad girl
Can't you taste the salt from her tears
in the cracks of her lips
Do you not understand that she holds you so close
because she's paralyzed with fear
that you'll drift away
like every other good memory
The days you aren't there
are the days she morphs into an empty shell
though even when you're kissing her
she's only faking that pretty little smile
you now can't live without
Don't you know you're in love with a sad girl
Can't you see she's in love with you too?
Feb 22, 2014
Feb 22, 2014 at 11:29 PM UTC