you give me everything
unconditionally
yet why do i feel
like its not enough?
Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 3:32 AM UTC
bet you hope my lips taste like sugar
but be careful
they will posion you
and then that will be the end
ill leave you in heartbreak
because thats what im best at
Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 9:15 PM UTC
i am hesitant everytime
im about to hit send
and overpowered with
crippling guilt everytime
i say "i love you"
Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 7:09 PM UTC
i like to fall asleep in the sun
fingers just dipping into the sand
as if dipping them in chocolate
i like to close my eyes and forget
the insecurities that line my thighs
and hope they fade with every ray
but i can feel your eyes on me
and i can feel you spacing out
and all i can manage is deep raging guilt
im so sorry
Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 3:36 AM UTC
its going on 8 months
and who knew we'd be here
yet i feel so disconnected
and i cannot say i like
the one im in love with
Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 2:47 PM UTC
my mind is cloudy with guilt
that i cannot stand
yet youre an obsession
if i could stop now
i dont know that i would
Jul 18, 2016
Jul 18, 2016 at 2:23 PM UTC
We call ourselves the reckless youth
Trying to figure out where we are and where we’re planning on going
With lyrics tucked under our tongues that say more than our voices ever will
Where sleepless nights cause purple crescents to appear under our eyes
And replay words from past days through and through our heads
*****
We call ourselves the reckless youth
Looking at the world through maroon eyes
With empty alcohol bottles that we clench onto with our warm sticky palms
And the sheet-ropes we make to climb out of the windows at 3 in the morning
Dealing with the voices and uncertainties of tomorrow
Wondering whether we will wake up inside of our beds smelling of lavender
Or in a field sprawled out among other teenage bodies reeking of beer
*****
We call ourselves the reckless youth
With the memories of Christmas lights that are over-expired
That brought kisses that won't mean a thing to anyone as morning brings massive headaches
Because worthless kisses are now more valuable to us
Then the ones our parents now forget to give
*****
We call ourselves the reckless youth
Because our generation is made up of lost souls
And scars that line the insides and outsides of our bodies
The same scars that we hide behind smiles and stories that swim in our heads
This is our disease and it is contagious
Coming with the temptation of sneaking out to the flowers that grow around campfires
And the reminiscences of lust still stuck to the grass like dew
Ghosts of the lingering fingers that caressed the parts we’ve hidden from society
*****
We call ourselves the reckless youth
Our lives making up pages in a novel that consist of skinny jeans and over-sized sweatshirts
Of the promise that we’ll see better days
And the sun that is still trying to be shielded with broken sunglasses
Tan lines from 7 am runs because the voices in our heads are way too loud
*****
We call ourselves the reckless youth
Addicted to computer screens and turning away only to measure our waists
Ignoring the constant fire outside our door
Deciding to stay inside a burning house instead of running to safety
Here we continue to try and create something new
A life of fantasy where there will be use of different flames
To destroy all of the memories of reality
Because we are misused
Misjudged
*****
We call ourselves reckless
Not because we aren’t wise
But because our wisdom comes in different forms
Like the tidal waves of people crashing upon us
Who tell us we are not good enough
And the words that continue to build inside our bones
Yet we know that these flowers braided in our hair
Will forever be worth more than the diamonds that line their clothes
*****
We call ourselves the reckless youth
When the adults tell us no
But we insist on saying yes
Because it’s not that we are afraid of death
We are afraid of living
Here in this pace where we’ll be dead
Far before we have the chance to live
*****
And maybe we are wasting our time
Though time is a luxury we cannot yet afford
So we will continue to climb out windows
Sneak through back doors
Where we then strip our bodies of the loosely fitted clothes
Quickly dipping our naked frames under the cold water
Forgetting what has made us tired
What made us upset
Which come with the wilting petals of all the things we did wrong
All the regrets we cannot take back
*****
We call ourselves the reckless youth
When we watch the black sky and its stars well past midnight
And look for the familiar sight of home within the walls of our imagination
Where reality slips into a blur of pink and orange clouds
*****
We don’t call ourselves reckless
Because we decided to escape reality, ourselves and society
And blow out clouds of ***** air from deep within our lungs
Or burn holes in our throats from fermentation
We are the reckless youth
Because we chose to be wise
To be strong
To be infinite
Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 7:01 PM UTC
i dont think people realize
how temporary they are
we live to die
then we're forgotten
Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 9:54 AM UTC
Its comical how
Ive never written about
The sweetest times of my life
Like the trip to Hatteras
With the abandoned golf course
And the hours of skating down
The newly paved road
And the boys who provided
Some of the greatest smiles there will be
With the small geese
Which we provided bread
And the 4th of July fireworks
With the sun-kissed skin of my best friend and I
Or the newer trips
At my house with the loft
And the 4 mile ride to the beach
With the divot where there were hours
Of my boy and I talking
And kissing
And eating
The love and music
And kicking his *** at every game
Its comical how
I cannot seem to write everything down on paper
But I can relive every moment of them
Each night in my dreams
Mar 2, 2016
Mar 2, 2016 at 9:37 AM UTC