i love when you call me darling
but I know I'm not your only
the women hate them
but shes my lover
you arent special enough to be mine, and I don't think about you enough to write you a love poem
but your attention is enough to make me more than your friend
if I ever love you in a park id be scared
I don't want you enough for us to be
just stop talking
Sep 5, 2021
Sep 5, 2021 at 2:22 AM UTC
white
if i blur my eyes i can see red yellow green blue
blue
in my eyes
my iris absorbs the melancholy acid
its just light
but mixed with the salt
its burning
my eyes are burning
wet eyeliner
ink drops
burning
in my eyes
spices
in my eyes
you are filling my sences with you're pretty purple light
I'm addicted
Sep 5, 2021
Sep 5, 2021 at 2:15 AM UTC
the ice cubes of malevolence drop into me.
when they do, everything I feel is dark
there is never happiness or joy, just feelings of spite and anger
I scream into plastic and cry violently
almost throwing up
filled with emotion
clink
clink
clink.
with every ice cube, i become silent
and nothing matters
as it cools my body from the inside out
I feel chilled, I'm empty but I can feel myself filling with the feeling of uneasiness, and now I'm on the verge of a relapse but then
I get the steaming hot liquid being poured into me
and start to feel happy and loved and hot
what will win? will the ice chill the hot drink or will the ice melt away with all that is good?
before I can find out, the sudden temperature hits, and pressure makes my glass casing explode.
i burn everyone around me.
Feb 9, 2021
Feb 9, 2021 at 10:28 PM UTC
roses are red
but in my dreams I'm blue
in my nightmares, you look yellow
in real life, I look purple
when you tell me I'm pretty I go white
but darling
i go pink when you smile
May 30, 2020
May 30, 2020 at 12:36 AM UTC
it was a mistake.
i told moon boy he wasn't enough for me
since his star friends were being quite rude.
moon boy wasn't perfect, but at least he was mine
not anymore though. i guess I was just too young.
May 30, 2020
May 30, 2020 at 12:33 AM UTC
mr moon. What can one say about mr moon? Like a Californian quill he shrills loud screams and hopes to make girls cry. Their ears bleeding as his loud shrill of a voice cuts their brains in half. Still moon boy is a descendent of a shy child crying and whispering to one day succeed more than his fellows.
he
will
never
be
better.
Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 1:28 PM UTC
It's ok that you made me cry. One day someone will take you and hold you. They will show you the love and gentleness that puts melted sugar on your tongue and all you will ever want to do is show the world that feeling
Nov 18, 2019
Nov 18, 2019 at 11:41 PM UTC
Sometimes it’s okay to go a little insane. We are human. I mean if you are. And if you aren’t then it’s still okay. Even my alien buddies need a break from thinking rationally sometimes.
Sep 4, 2019
Sep 4, 2019 at 12:02 AM UTC