ill wait for you to realize
that i’m in love with you,
but that shouldn't be a surprise.
with a soul like that,
of course id find myself falling to my demise.
my heart is no longer mine
but as long as there are more stormy skies and fireflies,
we have more time.
so ill just be here,
waiting for you to realize.
Dec 15, 2021
Dec 15, 2021 at 7:57 AM UTC
sometimes all you can do
is look the shattered chalices
at your feet
and you mourn the loss
of the happiness
you were building
Dec 15, 2021
Dec 15, 2021 at 7:55 AM UTC
we laid with stars in our arms
knowing today would come,
we laughed and cried, loved, lived and healed,
and every second was worth the pain of the sun;
i’d rather wake up to heartache and loss
than live life, never knowing what it’s like to hold a star.
Dec 15, 2021
Dec 15, 2021 at 7:46 AM UTC
i thought i loved the rain.
then i almost loved the sun.
but then
i met the stars.
there’s nothing like the night sky
and nothing will ever feel as intoxicating as laying with stars in your arms.
even when they only let me love them from earth,
so when i told them i loved them,
they didn’t even see my face,
but i held them.
in my dreams,
i held them.
and every night i saw them
i found more intensity to love them.
even before i learned to appreciate the stars,
my heart laid with them.
i didn’t know their shape,
i didn’t know they even had messages,
and my soul still loved them to the furthest galaxy.
but now i have the snow.
and i do love the snow.
snow, i can touch.
snow kisses my eyelashes kindly
and clings to my body.
it’s soft and unique and chaotic and beautiful.
and i do love the snow.
but there’s nothing like the night sky.
i know i should keep my head,
my heart,
here on earth.
to be with the stars would also to be without air
and the snow actually cares if i breathe.
Dec 15, 2021
Dec 15, 2021 at 7:45 AM UTC
i cant choose which path is best,
all i know is that i can't afford to lose.
i see the patterns and i acknowledge the test,
but the “right” answer wont define my success.
success would be to keep my heart intact
but chances are, either path
leads to shattered pieces scattered at my feet
and broken dreams of what will never be.
Jun 18, 2021
Jun 18, 2021 at 10:35 PM UTC
not being able to cry
when you feel the sting of tears on your eyes
is a sadistic cosmic joke.
and darling,
the gods are laughing
Jun 7, 2021
Jun 7, 2021 at 4:01 AM UTC
many things happen
while driving at 90 miles per hour:
from dissociation to creation,
my mind moves as fast as
the world outside my window.
i process my sorrow
through screams and streams of tears down my face,
but eventually i have to go back home
because you cant run a race away from darkness,
only through it to the bright light
that awaits you at the beginning.
Jun 7, 2021
Jun 7, 2021 at 3:50 AM UTC
love came in fists
and words of steel,
now karma like winter
slowly eats away at her.
i hope she never heals
so my mother won't ever
love me again
May 30, 2021
May 30, 2021 at 1:29 PM UTC
desperation
for you
for education
pulling me 532
miles back and forth
between my life's objective
or my desire for
your hand in mine
even just a little further
past our time.
May 29, 2021
May 29, 2021 at 2:55 AM UTC
black madame,
what are you thinking
behind those godly green eyes,
holding secrets i can't fathom
May 28, 2021
May 28, 2021 at 9:14 AM UTC