these months have tainted hues of midnight blues upon my cheekbones, scathing trails of unmarked tears that refuse to fall.
they lay neighbored next to my eye comfortable and still, knowing what lays beyond will hurt more than what brought them before me.
i can no longer cry.
i can no longer speak.
this poem is what i could manage out of... this. no one could tell that my flesh and bones have been ****** and plucked of life.
a sithering garden of greys and graves amidst this summer of weary blues.
i can no longer remain
i can no longer remain.
Jul 29, 2021
Jul 29, 2021 at 4:35 AM UTC
your heartstrings are becoming more apparent.
all the swooning and looming in summoning forth your own beautiful musicians to repeat the melodies you once had with me.
i cannot bear to witness you seeking such wonders to tremble what you know is immortal
nontheless, i too wonder to this day, why you're still searching for me in every woman
Jul 29, 2021
Jul 29, 2021 at 4:29 AM UTC
we are all items at a supermarket
labeled in a way to tell
who’s more valuable than the rest
Jul 4, 2018
Jul 4, 2018 at 4:05 AM UTC
sweet cherry wine
let your drops rain down upon my sorrow
create the red sea within me
and please, flush him out
flush him out
flush him out
Dec 11, 2017
Dec 11, 2017 at 10:21 PM UTC
here you are
your head on my grave
still whispering the 'i love you's'
that caused the death
of me.
Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 1:50 AM UTC
come
press your lips to my neck
leave an array of purple blossoms
and create your very own garden of eden
Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 1:35 AM UTC
love has always accepted me
but once i consume it
it rejects me
Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 1:26 AM UTC
you always ask where my sanity went
but don't you realize you're the one
who took it?
Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 2:06 AM UTC
i miss the 3 a.m. blossoms you left across my neck
the dance we created from the movement of our bodies
and the harmonious sensation of our skin
i miss how you made my heart screech the heat of the summer
in the bleak of winter
how you made me forget what language to speak from the
movement of your lips
i miss how the words 'i love you' rung in your voice
in such a way i can visualize it and grab it from the air
engulf myself in its serenity
and say it to you back
i miss the way the sunlight gleamed in your eyes
the way your hands felt
the way your smile invented my happiness
i miss everything about you
but why don't you miss me?
Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 1:41 AM UTC
rose gold lips
milky way eyes
what a visual, you and i
Jun 19, 2017
Jun 19, 2017 at 7:17 PM UTC