I told you I love you
Because I wanted you to know:
To know that you can trust me
To know that you can find comfort with me
To know that you can love me.
May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 5:51 PM UTC
I told you I love you.
You didn’t say it back.
But I knew you wouldn’t.
I just didn’t know
It would hurt this badly.
May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 5:50 PM UTC
I cringe as you pin my hands to the bed.
I giggle nervously, not because of you,
But the thoughts in my head,
The little voice that tells me what not to do.
It isn’t the shock of your strength
Or your ever growing sensual desire.
It isn’t the smirk on your face
Or the wild delight in your eyes
That pushes us back a pace.
It is the fear and the pain,
And the better judgment
That runs through my brain.
It is my punishment.
I give in as your hand guides itself.
I may smile slightly, but because of you.
My mind begs for help,
But the little voice tells me what to do.
It is the security of your strength
And your ever growing passionate desire.
It the sweetness of your face
And the soft delight in your eyes.
That drives the pace.
It is the love and the lust,
And my need to please
That allows my brain to trust.
It settles my unease.
Nov 27, 2016
Nov 27, 2016 at 9:02 AM UTC
You can sacrifice me
To spare her,
But you can't spare her
To save me.
Sep 4, 2016
Sep 4, 2016 at 1:46 PM UTC
Drowning is the feeling
Where you can't catch a breath
Where your eyes fill with water
Where you can't resurface
Where your darkness surrounds
Drowning is the feeling
Of struggle
Drowning is
Where you make peace with death
Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 12:51 PM UTC
Your presence is crepuscular.
In my beating heart,
I feel muscular
When the twinkling starts.
Your infinite laughs
Absorb me like gravity.
Each humorous blast
Engraves the moons cavity.
Your ostentatious sense
Explodes like a super nova
With every chance,
But you're only my Casanova.
Your spirited eccentricity
Forces all into orbit
Causing the weather to become dusty
Taking my love from Mars to Jupiter.
I admire you as the sun,
Honoured to shine with your light.
Even as far as Pluto,
The sun would be bright.
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 4:35 PM UTC
Twisted tree trunks lay
On the black ashen soils,
Burnt to the ground
As the arid air boils.
The tiny creatures
Scurry far away
Abandoning their homes
For a new place to stay.
Entering the land
Which humans populate.
Entering streets
They thought were desolate.
Instead polluting machines
Roll across the earth,
Scaring plants to
Wilt to the hearth.
Grey puffy tails
Searching for nuts.
Forced to learn
What roads not to trust.
Little wild rabbits
Dig a hole in the ground,
To be soon blockaded
By a filthy garbage mound.
The birds flutter
From the burning tree tops
Only to be choked
By the brightly lit shops
Human’s running around
Not caring what goes where.
Driving large cars and polluting the air.
All causing our ozone layer to tare.
Smog filled air,
And trash filled land.
Leading to a filthy death
Shouldn’t these actions be band?
Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 9:50 AM UTC
Yesterday,
Tender pursuits
Ordered
by shortened expression
And personal amusement.
Pleasure was channeled
by uncanny imagination.
Ignorance was developed
with years
of sheltered nurture.
Endeavors were focused
Through heartened dreams
Waiting eternities to age.
Today,
Life is starved of dignity,
Lead by the breath of humanity,
And trailed by my past.
Kindness overshadowed
by needless mockery.
Confidence diminished
Through thoughtless faults.
Purity saturated
with uncertain willingness.
Competence choked
from the flairs of society.
Tomorrow,
Independence is a necessity
Steered by Today,
Speckled by yesterday.
Motivation should dictate
my verdicts,
And challenge perils.
Agonies lifted
Through sanguinity
Virtue grown
Only through praise
From the satisfaction of many.
Yesterday, today, tomorrow
Immersed in today
Is the root of my future.
Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 9:41 AM UTC
They say,
when you're depressed
You can't look ahead
Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 1:49 PM UTC
All I think
Is can I give up now?
I've learned one thing
Waiting lasts
Much longer than they say
And it's never
The end
Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 3:35 PM UTC