i think i’m in love with you but you can’t know that.
you sit across from me on the floor, legs crossed.
soft smoke fills the air as you tighten your grip around the pillow.
you shove your face in and groan.
‘is this about the girl again?’ i ask.
you lift your eyes to meet mine, desperation.
‘i can’t help it, i think i like her now,’ you say.
and in that moment, your hand pierces through my body.
as you rip a small piece of my heart out.
yet your bloodied hands look green,
and every ounce of hatred i should have for you disappears into the air,
as thin as the smoke that lingered.
Nov 18, 2024
Nov 18, 2024 at 11:58 PM UTC
her hair was tangled
into the dark stars of night
her eyes were shut
her words were in anguish
where has she gone
Aug 18, 2019
Aug 18, 2019 at 3:17 PM UTC
the world
never seemed to understand
the morning star,
for they saw the devil
the heavenly outcast of hell
Aug 18, 2019
Aug 18, 2019 at 3:15 PM UTC
3:30 am
it slurred it's words
as it entered the shutting doors,
missing the shutter by an inch
3:31 am
it tumbled it's way into a seat
as the smell of alcohol filled the air
3:32 am
it slid off the seat
3:33 am
i left.
Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 10:31 PM UTC